When Bai Gu walked out of Changzhou Pharmacy and stood on the side of the road, he looked confused, as if he was in another world.
To this day, he still can't believe the truth.
Before entering Cheung Chau Pharmacy, he was just a pauper.
After he came out, he was already a rich man with thirty thousand taels of gold!
Thirty thousand taels of gold!
You can eat so many sesame seed cakes, buy so many cotton-padded clothes, and build so many houses!
Bai Gu's body trembled visibly, which was a sign of uncontrollable inner excitement.
He can finally let Xiaoxiao live a good life!
However, grandma and Ayue were not so lucky. After a lifetime of hardship, he failed to enjoy the good life Bai Gu earned.
Moreover, the top priority now is to cure Xiaoxiao quickly! Otherwise, even if you have these 30,000 taels of gold, it will be useless.
A lot of money can't buy one person in the family.
Thousands of mountains and rivers are not as good as the huts in the countryside.
I heard this from Yitang, that is to say, Shutang.
At that time, it was about a swordsman who wandered around the world. He had been in poverty and wealth. After traveling all over the world, he realized that the alleys and huts in his hometown and the fields and reeds were the most beautiful scenery in the world. The men and women in the villages and alleys are noisy, and the laughter of children is the endless sound of nature.
And the closest relatives in the family are the only ones that are irreplaceable in the world.
In the end, his soul returned to his hometown and was buried with his parents.
During his lifetime, he was a vigorous swordsman who traveled the world with one man and one sword.
After his death, he was just a child of his parents. He used his sword as a monument and was buried on a hillside.
At that time, Bai Gu admired and liked this swordsman, or rather, the swordsman. He was so fascinated by the story that he forgot the time to go home. By the time he came to his senses and rushed home, Bai Xiaoxiao had already fainted from hunger.
After that time, Bai Gu never dared to go to the Ant Hall to listen to books again, for fear that he would forget the time to go home again and starve Bai Xiaoxiao.
As for now...
It was still early, the pastry shop was in the south of the city, and the Ant Hall was also in the south of the city, and I happened to be on the way, so I went to see if there were any good stories to listen to.
No matter what happens, you can also pay a visit to Mr. Tang.
Bai Gu has never read a book, but he knows a lot of words, a lot of words, a lot of characters and principles in books, and he also knows a lot of people's ways of the world, all thanks to this Mr. Tang.
I heard that Mr. Tang is a scholar!
No wonder he is so cultured.
Bai Gu walked towards the pastry shop.
When you go to visit someone, how can you not bring something with you?
The south of the city is the bustling area of Yunshui City. Seven to eight tenths of the shops and businesses in the city are gathered here, making it very lively.
Sideshows, snacks, medical clinics, storytellers, markets...
The city lord's palace is also located here.
Although the south of the city is prosperous, what this bustling brings is the huge number of people, a mixture of fish and dragons, and frequent fights, murders and arson. Although the city lord's palace and the city's patrols and security teams have made great efforts to curb such incidents, they still happen from time to time.
After all, there are already a lot of aborigines in Yunshui City, and there are many people entering and leaving the city gate every day, so it is really difficult to completely eliminate them.
Because Changzhou Pharmacy is located in the east-south of the city, Bai Gu quickly went to the pastry shop, but he only bought some mung bean cakes and glutinous rice cakes first.
When I go to listen to books, I don’t know when I will hear them. I will buy rice and date cakes for Lao Liutou when I go back to avoid them becoming stale.
After walking around two streets, Bai Gucai saw the familiar plaque again.
Ant Hall.
As the largest storytelling hall in the city, with the most and best storytellers, the highest benefits and benefits, the most complete supporting facilities, and the most formal storytelling hall, Yitang immediately became the number one storyteller in Yunshui City in the first year after its establishment. Hall. Its popularity, reputation, and praise are beyond the reach of other storytelling halls in the city.
Not even the secret slander or malicious slander can shake Antang even one bit.
On the contrary, because of this, three storytelling halls were directly ordered to make corrections and closed down.
From then on, no one dared to think anything wrong about Ant Hall.
Didn’t you see the lessons learned from those three storytelling schools?
Just strive for second place.
At least I can say that my home is just a little bit worse than Yitang, which gives me some comfort.
The storyteller at Yitang works part time and two days off, and his monthly wages are higher than those at other storyteller halls. Moreover, food and lodging were included, with eight different dishes and one soup every day, and we stayed at the Lantau Inn, one of the best in the city.
There are other subsidies too.
Who said that the library can provide this?
This caused many talented and powerful storytellers to go to Yitang, which also indirectly caused other storytellers to be unable to compete with Yitang.
Of course, these are all things that everyone in Yunshui City knows, and there is nothing to hide.
Yitang is rich and can afford it, so isn't it normal to earn a lot? If you have the ability, you can do the same in other bookstores, aren't you refusing to let me?
It depends on whether you are willing to spend the money.
Talents also need to be eaten. After all, you can't retain them just by relying on a little sentiment and trying to make a big pie.
Bai Gu walked into the Ant Hall and walked around on the first floor. He didn't find any interesting stories, so he went straight to the third floor.
The third floor is Mr. Tang’s permanent residence. Every time he comes to speak and read, the place is always packed.
As soon as he reached the stairs, Bai Gu saw many people standing, and they were almost crowded to the stairs.
Bai Gu felt happy that he finally caught up.
He frantically squeezed through the crowd and got to a place where he could see and hear the faces and voices of the people on the stage.
Sure enough, it’s really Mr. Tang!
A middle-aged man in a blue robe sat on the stage and talked, as if he understood everything and had it at his fingertips. His temples are slightly white, but he is full of energy and does not look old at all.
Although he is just a storyteller, he is more like a scholar who has gone through ups and downs and is still willing to look at the world with a smile, but the years have left some traces on his temples.
Mr. Tang was telling the story of Xiao Yao, the Fallen Flower Fan, and it happened to be about the battle before his disappearance.
"I saw that Xiao Yao was seriously injured, but he still controlled the treasure fan and launched attacks again and again, regardless of his injuries, and was about to kill the giant monster. Although the giant monster was already at the end of its power, seeing Xiao Yao working so hard , and did not dare not to resist with all his strength. After one blow, the giant demon took advantage of Xiao Yao's old strength to be exhausted and new strength to be used, and directly sacrificed a magic weapon and detonated it in mid-air, but he quickly escaped. Poor Xiao Yao, that's it. He was hit directly by the wave caused by the explosion of the magic weapon. The sky and the earth suddenly lost color, and smoke filled the sky. When everything calmed down, there was no trace of Luo Hua Fan Xiao Yao. The poor generation of Luo Hua Fan has never been seen or listened to again. Its wind."
The man changed the topic and said, "Everyone thought he was dead. Some people thought that he was just missing. There was no one alive or no body. What do you think? You can think about it. There is a note board at the front desk downstairs. Submit your ideas in exchange for a small gift. If you have novel ideas, follow the old rules, Yitang will give you a free coupon for listening to a book, and you can experience a listening session for free. That’s it for today’s lecture, the next one will be the day after tomorrow When the application is announced, please support me a lot."
The man stood up and bowed to everyone.
Everyone waved to Mr. Tang, bowed in return, or shouted goodbye in their own way.
The man watched everyone leave and waited until they were almost gone before returning to his seat and starting to pack his things.
However, from the corner of his eye, he seemed to see a thin figure walking this way.
He turned around and looked at the slightly childish eyes in the audience.
He smiled slightly and walked over, only to realize that the little guy in the audience didn't seem to be tall. The man thought for a moment and sat directly on the edge of the stage. He had to bend down slightly so that he could barely look at the thin figure at eye level.
"Little book friend, what's the matter?"
Men generally call the audience who listen to books as book friends, which sounds more friendly.
Bai Gu smiled shyly and handed out the pastry in his hand, "Mr. Tang, this is for you. I just bought it from the pastry shop on Lianhua Street. It's delicious."
The man smiled, took the pastry, and pointed to the seat next to him, "Stop standing, sit down and eat together."
Bai Gu scratched his head, suddenly felt embarrassed, and ran away quickly.
The man wasn't angry, he just smiled and stood up.
Bai Gu ran back again, stood at the top of the stairs, and shouted: "Mr. Tang, your book is very good! I like to listen to it very much!"
The man stood on the stage, turned around, and said with the same smile, "As long as you like it, there will be another show the day after tomorrow. If you have time, you can come and listen to it."
"Okay!" Bai Gu smiled and waved, "Goodbye, Mr. Tang!"
"Little book friend, walk slowly and be careful on the stairs." The man waved his hand gently.
After Bai Gu left, the man looked at the pastry in his hand, and the smile on his face became brighter, "Dinner is ready."
