After entering the city, I became everyone in Liyuan

Chapter 13 Trial Lecture
"Miss Su, you mean that the storytelling speaker you introduced is yourself?" Mr. Yu paused while holding the teacup, a little surprised.

Su Yue knew that she didn't look like a person who could talk about storytelling, so she didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "I just heard what the waiter in your shop said. There is a place here for listening to storytelling. If you don't mind, I can do it on the spot. Come on, how about waiting for you to listen to it before making a decision?"

The real ability is not revealed, it has to be revealed.

Teacher Yu put down the teacup, thought about it and nodded.

It's no loss for him to say a little girl here.

The teahouses that specialize in listening to storytelling are now full of regular customers. They are used to it there, and they are not very interested in other things, so now even if there is no storytelling, everyone is still willing to drink tea there.

They all knew that he was looking for Mr. Pingshu recently, so it was normal for him to come on stage and say a paragraph.

Teacher Yu took Su Yue there.

In an antique room, there is a tea table between two grand master chairs, and a half-meter-high platform in front of it.

There is an empty table case on the table, which should be used when talking about storytelling.

"Boss Yu is here."

"Boss Yu, what happened to Mr. Pingshu? It's been a few months, why haven't you heard anything yet?"

"That's right, Boss Yu. We're all used to listening to storytelling. If we haven't listened to it for so long, we're feeling exhausted. When will you be able to find Mr. Storytelling?"

"If I can't find Mr. Pingshu again, then I will have to drink tea elsewhere."

As soon as Teacher Yu brought Su Yue over, the men sitting in the hall began to greet Teacher Yu.

But the tone is not so good.

If it weren't for the presence of a group of familiar old guys, I guess these people wouldn't come here every day.

Retired men usually only have a few pastimes, and once a habit is formed, it is difficult to change, but now that storytelling is no longer available, everyone is in a hurry.

Boss Yu smiled gently on the face of a refined scholar, and comforted the elders, "Don't worry, I will try my best to find Mr. Pingshu until I find everyone satisfied."

"Today, someone just came over to try the lecture, and I'll have to help you to see what you can pass." When Teacher Yu said this, he glanced at Su Yue, but The elders here didn't think about Su Yue at all, mainly because she looked too young and looked weak due to malnutrition. They just thought she was a relative of Boss Yu, so they didn't ask much.

"Boss Yu, where did you find Mr. Pingshu? Don't go to the doctor in a hurry, and ask that other province to come and fool us."

Pingshu is available in many places, and the storytelling in each place is spoken in its own dialect, so generally those who are used to local storytelling will be very unaccustomed to storytelling with a foreign accent.

This is also one of the reasons why Mr. Yu has not found a suitable Mr. Pingshu.

After being reminded by the uncle, Boss Yu remembered that he forgot to ask Su Yue if he was from the local area.

He didn't recognize Su Yue's accent just now.

But there is really no Beijing accent.

If you are not a local, then I am afraid that this trial lecture is useless.

A group of old men seem to be quite leisurely after retirement, but after listening to storytelling for decades, the requirements for this are quite high, and it is not something ordinary people can handle.

He was also in a daze just now. Seeing that the little girl seemed to have read a lot of books, she was not so impetuous. She was quite different from young children nowadays, so she brought her here as soon as her brain got hot.

If you don't speak well for a while, these old guys usually look easy to talk about, but they don't save face when it comes to storytelling.

"Su Yatou, I forgot to ask you just now, is the storytelling you're talking about coming from the capital?" Teacher Yu turned her head and asked Su Yue who had been silent since she came in.

Before Su Yue could speak, the old man next to him couldn't sit still, "Boss Yu, what do you mean by that? Why, this little girl is the Mr. Pingshu you found here?"

There are only a dozen or so tea-drinking uncles in this hall, and they all looked over when they heard this.

First, he slipped around Su Yue, saw her thin appearance, and then looked at Teacher Yu, with the expression that he was messing around.

"Boss Yu, aren't you messing around? How old is this girl? Is she eighteen? Are you still studying? What are you trying to do by bringing people here? It's been a long time since we old guys have heard of her. I was not happy, so I nagged a few more words when I saw you, you can't be so perfunctory to us, can you? You have opened this teahouse for so many years, and we have drank a lot of thoughts while drinking tea here. At least we all have some friendship , how can you fool us like this?" One of them was a little thin, an old man in his 70s, wearing a red sweater and white shirt jumped out and said.

"That's right. Although Lao Hao's words were a bit harsh, we didn't force you to find someone today or tomorrow. What do you mean by finding such a little girl?" Hong The tall old man next to the old man in the sweater spoke in a much milder tone, but the meaning was the same.

The others nodded after listening.

They weren't targeting Su Yue either, it's just that years of stereotypes made them have little confidence in telling Pingshu to women, let alone a girl who looked underage.

Teacher Yu didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so strong. It's rare that you can't laugh or cry. You can't hold the fan in your hand, but you found it by yourself. You haven't heard it yet. You can't just show your timidity first, and hurriedly comforted him. : "I understand what you mean, but no matter what, we can't knock people down with a stick before they come to the stage. How about this, if the storytelling guys are not satisfied today, then the tea money will be paid. How about mine?"

Although Mr. Yu's words seemed to be speaking for Su Yue, in fact, he didn't have much confidence. He felt that the tea fee was paid for today.

Su Yue was at the side, with both hands in the open pockets of the down jacket. Seeing that the old men had finally calmed down, she asked Teacher Yu, "Is there any request for the book of storytelling?"

Seeing that Su Yue didn't seem to care about the dissatisfaction just now, Mr. Yu appreciated Su Yue a little more in his heart.

Originally, their teahouse had a fixed notebook, but he wanted to keep Su Yue from being too ugly, so he let Su Yue talk about whatever he knew.

Su Yue was not too polite, and slowly got up on the stage, sat down on the stool behind the table, with a smile on her face, glanced down, and didn't care about the doubtful eyes of those old men, and introduced herself , "Hello everyone, my surname is Su. The story I'm going to tell today is called 'Dahongpao'. Readers want to ask what's so good about this tea? This Dahongpao is not that Dahongpao. As for what is it?" What's the matter? Let me explain in detail."

(End of this chapter)