After entering the city, I became everyone in Liyuan

Chapter 27

"Girl, you are finally here. We have been waiting for several days."

"If you don't come again, Boss Yu's office will be overturned by them."

"Hey, you old bastard is still burying us! After you finish listening to this girl's storytelling, if you can still say such things, I will give you those two walnuts that you have been coveting for a long time. Do you want to bet? ?”

"Old Hao, are you serious? A gentleman's words are hard to follow, but I take it seriously!"

Uncle Hao glared at him, "Since when did you see that I told a lie?"

In addition, the uncle thought that this was true.

Although Lao Hao has a bad temper, he always spits and nails when he speaks, and never speaks false words.

"Okay, I'll bet with you! It just so happens that you like my purple clay pot, you're about to win, I'll lend you the purple clay pot for a few days, how about it?"

Sending is reluctant to send.

My daughter paid a lot of money to buy it.

Uncle Hao snorted coldly, and secretly scolded him for being stingy, but he didn't care about it, and nodded in agreement.

It's no big deal for the people next to them to watch the excitement.

"Old Yuan, this is your fault. The old Hao is willing to take out his pair of walnuts as a bet. Tell me about you. You still have to play for a few days. Who are you? You can also say that. You have to say it. Don’t be ridiculous, if you lose the bet, the purple clay pot will belong to Lao Hao.”

This hot-tempered old man was also there when Su Yue was talking about storytelling last time, and he knew exactly how well Su Yue was speaking.

The two made a bet, and the one who would lose would definitely be that Uncle Yuan.

However, this Uncle Yuan is usually a bit picky. When others invite him to drink tea, he never invites it back to others, and occasionally he even drinks tea from others. We have been together for many years. Calculation, but when there is such a person who can calculate him, he will never let it go.

So as soon as the old man finished speaking, the other old men who had been rubbed by Uncle Yuan many times followed suit.

"That's right, old Yuan, you said you're not short of money, why are you so stingy!"

"Little girl is so young, and she is a baby girl. Old Yuan, you have a higher level of appreciation than us. If you want to win your favor, wouldn't it be Li Bai who went to Shu Road? The free walnuts will be available soon, so why do you pick them?" Pick and search."

Once the uncle wears a tall hat, Uncle Yuan is a little bit lost.

Usually, these people used to talk against him a lot. Now that they all admit that his appreciation level is higher than theirs, what is he afraid of?
Besides, she is just a little girl who is not yet an adult, how good can she speak?

He has heard storytelling since he was a child, and he has heard about forty or fifty if not hundreds of storytellers. He really thinks that the best storytellers here are definitely no more than ten fingers.

Could it be that a little girl is better than those who have been talking for decades?

Uncle Yuan analyzed himself and felt that today's game is a sure win.

"Okay, for everyone's sake, I will take out the purple clay pot at home. If I lose, then this purple clay pot will belong to Lao Hao." Uncle Yuan waved his hand.

He looked so confident that he didn't believe that he would lose at all.

The few uncles standing next to him looked at each other with tacit understanding.

Those who don't cheat today are sorry for the tea they have been wiped away for so many years!
Su Yue changed her clothes and went directly to the stage from the side of the stage.

Holding the hem of his clothes, he is fair and clean, his hair is tied up and energetic, and when he stands there, he has not even started to speak, but he already has momentum.

Seeing that Uncle Yuan in the audience was really a tender-faced girl, he couldn't hold back the smile at the corner of his mouth, so he couldn't help but glance at Uncle Hao who was sitting in front of him, as if the walnuts were already in his pocket.

"Good evening, everyone, my humble Su Yue is today's storyteller."

After introducing herself, Su Yue lifted up her clothes and sat down on the stool.

The table case is the same one as before, but there is a microphone on it, and there is also a minion thermos specially prepared for Su Yue.

It contains warm water with honey.

Snapped--

With a slap of Jingmu, Su Yue picked up the folding fan on the table, "The old marriage on the Sansheng Stone, Pingsheng Zhu and Chen Baizaijian; I believe it was Chang'e's intention first, and Guanghan has given a branch first."

"However, it is said that Haigong and his wife have received the grace of heaven and given the gods and beasts as their sons. At this point, there is only one thing on their minds. In ten years, it is just that having a son is enough for everything, and having no official position is light. Wouldn't it be pleasant to travel around the mountains and rivers. It's just that the good times are not good. Long, Yu Heng contracted a serious disease and died suddenly, leaving orphans and widows."

"Fortunately, the son he gave birth to is intelligent by nature. He was only thirteen when he served the full age, but he was already a poet and song, and he couldn't understand anything. Mrs. Hai persuaded him to take the imperial examination. Mr. Hai was filial since he was a child, so there was nothing wrong with it. Who knew this Once he went, he caused a lot of trouble.”

"You are only a young man, how can you cause so many troubles?"

"If the son of Mr. Hai is just an ordinary person, there will be no such troubles. If this Mr. Hai is the reincarnation of a divine beast bestowed by heaven, his fate will be different."

"What will happen on the road to the imperial examination, gentlemen, let me tell you slowly."

Su Yue picked up the teacup and took two sips of honey water, feeling her throat felt better, before continuing.

Two hours later, Su Yue finished the last routine ". If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down", stood up and bowed to call the curtain.

clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap
The applause of more than a dozen people suddenly captured the enthusiasm of hundreds of people.

Su Yue grinned, and then she looked like a child.

He got off the stage with a thermos.

As soon as the people left, the applause stopped, but the group of uncles were not in a hurry to leave.

The old man sitting next to Uncle Yuan took a sip of the cold tea and said slowly, "Old Yuan, how is the storytelling today?"

The eyes of the uncles in front, back, left and right all fell on Uncle Yuan.

There are many people who take pleasure in other people's misfortune.

"Old Yuan, you have to think about it before you say it. If you don't like it, you can get walnuts, but there is no such thing as Pingshu."

Uncle Yuan stared, "What do you mean by that? Could it be that if I say I don't like it, I can't come and listen?"

"Hey, you don't even like it anymore, why are you here to listen? Occupying the latrine and not shit?"

Uncle Yuan's face turned green. How could he have thought that a half-grown girl could talk about storytelling, and he was engrossed in listening to it just now.

Completely forgot there was such a thing as a bet.

"Old Yuan, I think you should admit defeat. There is no shame in losing, really."

"That's right, those of us just now were so engrossed in listening to it that we even forgot to drink tea."

"That's right, my Biluochun, which costs more than 100 yuan, is completely cold before I have had a couple of sips."

"Old Yuan, I saw you just now, with your eyes wide open, your head is almost sticking out of the table."

Uncle Yuan wanted to struggle again, so he muttered, "How could that be!"

His eyes fluttered wildly, but he couldn't say that he had lost and wanted to give the purple sand pot to Lao Hao.

Old Hao at the side saw his shameless appearance, snorted coldly, took his things, turned around and left, not bothering to talk to him anymore.

Uncle Yuan was overjoyed, and was about to go home, but Lao Hao turned his head after taking two steps, and said without expression: "Don't forget the purple sand pot tomorrow, I will drink tea with that."

Uncle Yuan: "." The hand holding the bag froze in place.

(End of this chapter)