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"Let me tell you something, we new customers have never heard your storytelling.

"Yeah, in the entire Eastern Region, who doesn't know that Zi Yan's storyteller is good, but I don't know if I will have this blessing today."

Seeing this situation, Zi Yan couldn't continue to postpone it, and after a slight smile, she said: "Haha, since you are so kind to invite me, it is unreasonable for the little girl to refuse."

Ziyan Qingling's laughter made everyone feel very comfortable, as if their tired hearts had also been washed away.

After Ziyan agreed, the tea guests stopped booing, but quickly sat down at the table.

After Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, after adjusting her state a bit, Li Fu spoke.

"Then I will tell you about a book that has become popular recently, and you can guess which one it is.

Although she hasn't talked for a long time, Zi Yan is still not unfamiliar, and she draws the attention of all the monks to her own rhythm as soon as she speaks.

Immediately, a white-clothed monk holding a folding fan said in surprise: "It's been very popular recently, could it be that the master of the building is fighting against the sky?"

Zi Yan's expression remained the same.

"That's right, this fellow Taoist guessed right."

As soon as these words came out, all the monks in the field immediately became interested.

"Hey, I didn't expect to have such benefits. Although this follow-up content is not expensive, we are still reluctant to buy it. Today, we have the opportunity to listen to it for free in a teahouse.

"The landlord speaks slowly, let me call the other brothers over, because I spent money to buy an extra chapter, I was pestered by them every day to tell them the follow-up plot, I am a big boss, let me watch, let me It’s fine to listen, but let me talk, let’s forget it.”

"Haha, I'll also quickly call fellow daoists over."

As a strong person in the early stage of returning to the void, Ziyan naturally heard the whispers of everyone, and the speed of speech also began to slow down.

Moreover, she didn't intend to directly talk about the content of Dou Po Tian Qiong's payment from the beginning, but first told everyone the previous story.

In the hall, the monks who had seen it before were not impatient because they listened to it again.

On the contrary, they all feel that listening to books has a different interest than reading them.

After all, people who can come to listen to books naturally don't have much interest in reading.

Especially Ziyan, a big beauty with a role like this, personally said that they would like to come every day in the future.

Just like that, in less than ten minutes, monks from Ziyuan Tea House kept coming into the hall.

Because when they came, they flew over quickly, but they were all at the door, sorted out their image a little, and then walked into the teahouse quietly.

They knew that the storyteller today was no longer the old man before, but the owner of Ziyuan Tea House.

In addition to being afraid of each other's strength, they also want to have a good image in the eyes of the owner of Ziyuan Tea House. If the other party takes a fancy to them, they can fly up to the branches and become phoenixes.

At the same time, Hetai Tea House C.

The little old man saw that 70% of the seats were filled, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

Many of them were his old clients, and before leaving, he-sent them a message.

The purpose is to make the little girl in Ziyuan Teahouse understand that without herself, her teahouse will not be able to continue.

Just when he was delighted, several people in the hall whispered a few words, then got up and walked outside the door.

This situation is quite common.

After all, most of those who can come to listen to books are monks who are either rich or expensive, and have an extremely wide social circle.

Some things need to go away, and that's normal.

He didn't really care about it.

However, next, the same scene happened frequently.

In just twenty minutes, there were less than 100% of the original audience left in the arena.

At this moment, he also knew that the matter was not simple.

"Could it be that there is another strange move on the other side~.?"

Just when he was puzzled, the last few people also got up and left. Since then, there has been no tea customer in the teahouse.

Seeing the backs of several people leaving, the little old man couldn't help asking: "Everyone, did I say something wrong?"

Among the few people who arrived at the door, one turned around and said: "The teahouse opposite is talking about the paid content of Dou Po Tian Qiong, we have to listen to it [if it is late, I'm afraid we won't be able to hear the key content."

After finishing speaking, several of them walked towards the opposite teahouse where he had worked for more than ten years in three steps at a time.

At this moment, his mind was like a bolt from the blue.

"Could it be that Dou Po Tian Qiong really has that name?"

He knows about Dou Break Tianqiong.

Although he has never been to Swire Bank to buy a mobile phone, his mobile phone was originally issued by Ziyuan Tea House.

He only checked the news on Wanjie.com every day, and didn't pay much attention to the others.

Yesterday, he also saw this popular post.

After reading, seeing that there was no one in the room, he took out his mobile phone and began to read the book that fascinated these monks.

However, seeing this, he completely fell into it.

Can books still write like this?"

"This Xiao Yan is a genius, so he can even cultivate like this."

"I don't know if this Pill Fire is real..."

Before he knew it, he had finished reading the free chapters.

When he saw the payment prompt, he was stunned when he saw his zero consumption point.

Eagerly, he immediately walked towards Taitong Bank.

However, when he saw the full crowd, he was immediately stunned.

At the same time, Ziyuan Tea House is already crowded with people.

The original seats were no longer enough, although many more were added later, compared to the thousands of people in the audience, it was not enough at all.

Without a stool, many monks said that they can stand and listen, as long as they can listen.

Even so, Yin Ningzhong was full of people.

The second and third floors were also full of stations.

But outside the door, there are still many monks.

There is no need for pawns to stop them, they are all blocked outside and cannot be squeezed in.

Seeing so many (of) people, a gleam of joy flashed across Ziyan's serious face.

At this moment, some anxious monks who were waiting outside still opened their mouths and said:

"Is your teahouse still open for business? There are so many of us waiting outside, how can you listen?"

Seeing someone taking the lead, the monks who were blocked outside quickly echoed:

"That's right, that's right, Ziyuan Teahouse never keeps customers out."

This movement also aroused the audience in the teahouse who originally listened to the book.

When they looked down from the window curiously, they were shocked.

At the door, there were completely black heads.

"Good guy, is it the charm of the owner of Ziyuan Tea House or the charm of Fighting the Sky.

Faced with increasingly noisy voices, Zi Yan also clearly felt that the expressions of the listeners were not right.

However, when she saw the helpless expressions of the maids beside her, she patted the desk zero with Xingmu. .