Bai Song's voice suddenly appeared, and the old man sitting down was shocked and looked at Bai Song with a frown.
As if he recognized Bai Song, he stood up suddenly.
"It's you!"
"Old sir, you're all right. I held the manuscript in my own hands and asked you to cooperate. You said it was better to tell your own story. Why did you come to my place quietly today without saying hello in advance? I can't help but ask you for your cooperation. Sir, go upstairs, right?"
Mr. Xie gritted his teeth and pointed at Bai Song, unable to say a word.
Bai Song was holding his hands in his hands, contentedly, but he didn't take the old gentleman seriously.
The other party deflated for a long time, then suddenly took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and whispered: "Are you very proud now? I tell you, these people are just looking for petty gains. They can listen to a book for ten cents. This It’s not your books that are good! What’s the use of having so many guests? I only need one guest to outshine ten of yours. I don’t even bother to entertain these lowly book guests! As you are now, even if you talk about it for the rest of your life You can’t make much money from books!”
Mr. Xie became more and more excited when he spoke, forgetting his own tone for a moment.
After those words, the scene suddenly became quiet, and countless eyes were pointed at Mr. Xie.
Suddenly a peanut was thrown on Mr. Xie's head.
"Old immortal, who do you think is of low status? Who is greedy for petty gains?"
"that is!"
"Old guy, try saying it again."
There were more and more sounds, and more and more small objects were thrown at me.
The emotions in the crowd were arousing. When Bai Song saw someone trying to throw a plate at him, he quickly went up to stop him.
This is your own place. You must not cause a commotion under any circumstances, so you quickly shouted: "Everyone, please don't act out of character for the sake of Donglai Restaurant."
"Let that old guy go away! What bullshit!"
"Yes, let this old thing get out!"
"roll!"
Suddenly, a bowl of tea was poured on Mr. Xie's face. Fortunately, it was cold and did not hurt him.
But this moment also confused Mr. Xie.
Bai Song gritted his teeth and reminded, "Why don't you get out of here and plan to stay and be beaten to death?"
After saying that, he winked at Wang Xiaohua again.
Wang Xiaohua lectures every day. Now that she has some experience, she hurriedly said: "Don't get angry, everyone. I will make my own decision on today's matter. I will update it that day. Don't do anything anymore."
As soon as they heard the update, the mood of the guests immediately relaxed.
"Add is better! Add is better!"
"Mr. Xiaohua, tell us another paragraph."
Everyone's attention was diverted, and Bai Song quickly pulled Mr. Xie and prepared to pull him out.
Not wanting this old guy to be ignorant, he wiped a handful of tea from his face, then slammed Bai Song's hand away, and cursed: "What's wrong with what I said? You lowly and unruly people, Who is not looking for petty gains?!"
The atmosphere that had just become lively was once again dulled by this old guy's words.
Everyone looked at him.
Mr. Xie had been holding back his anger recently, and now he was embarrassed enough. He had nothing to fear. He faced the angry eyes of everyone and cursed: "Look at you, which one of you hasn't heard of the free one when I was teaching? One by one. Standing at the door, guarding the window, you can't even pay for a sip of tea. Look at how poor you all are. You are worthy of listening to this kind of rotten book that costs ten cents for a cup of tea. You will be a rotten person for the rest of your life, and you will never think about it. Make a fortune."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in commotion again.
Bai Song secretly screamed that something was wrong. This old guy had angered so many people. What if the situation got out of control and he was beaten to death in the store?
Seeing that the guests were about to lose control of their emotions, Bai Song gritted his teeth and slapped Mr. Xie on the face. There was a crisp sound and Mr. Xie was beaten and spun around in circles.
Bai Song took the lead, helping everyone vent their anger.
After the slap, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd.
Mr. Jie spat out bloody spit and pointed at Bai Song: "You...you dare to hit me?! Did you know that even the head of the Chen family has to address me as sir!"
Bai Song glared at Mr. Xie: "If you still want to leave here alive, get out of here and don't stain the eyes of the guests. But if you still say that the guests are freeloaders, then you have to let them go today. It’s an eye-opener.”
As he said that, Bai Song turned around and hugged the guests: "Everyone, since the store opened, I have been grateful for your support. Although there are many shortcomings in care, it can be regarded as doing its best to satisfy all guests. There are books to listen to. It’s just that the business of a small shop is also a small business. You have all seen that a cup of tea costs ten cents, which is really not profitable. Today I will boldly ask you to ask for a reward. If you think our Three Kingdoms Well said, give us Mr. Flower a little reward. One or two pennies for a small shop is not too little, and one or two taels of silver is not too much. As long as you have your heart, let some people see that we are not giving I can’t afford money, but there are too many books and storytellers from all walks of life in this world. If the books are good, the money you make will be indispensable."
The people from Bai Song Dynasty waved their hands, and the tea guests responded immediately.
"Good books should be rewarded!"
Someone in the crowd roared, and an embroidered bulging money bag was thrown into the field.
There was a clang, and the sound was pleasant to the ear.
Like a stone dropped into the water, it caused ripples on the originally calm lake surface.
"Good books should be rewarded!"
Another person yelled, throwing two broken pieces of silver in the air and hitting Mr. Understanding on the chest.
In an instant, countless copper coins flew out from the crowd, and raindrops of broken silver were thrown into the shop.
This was a spectacular scene that no one had ever seen. There was a rain of money in the small restaurant. The amount was too large to be counted.
The slogan "Good books should be rewarded" was heard endlessly, and all the tea drinkers were throwing money into it like crazy.
Mr. Xie was completely stunned. He had never seen such a scene in his life. In just two minutes, the store was already filled with copper coins, covering the top of Mr. Xie's feet.
And the copper coins kept pouring into it.
It feels like the copper coins here are not money, but like pebbles that can be picked up anywhere by the river.
Tea drinkers have a strong balance in their hearts. They have listened to too many books. The quality of a book and its worth are all in mind. Everyone's heart is like a mirror.
The lectures at Donglai Restaurant cost far more than ten cents. After listening to them for many days, some people felt that they were taking advantage, but not everyone wanted to take advantage.
Each copper plate is the most directly quantifiable expression of value in the hearts of tea drinkers.
Bai Song looked at Mr. Xie and said calmly: "Did you see it? A storyteller doesn't care about how to tell his own story well, and in turn blames the book writer. It's a good thing that he dismissed my Three Kingdoms in the first place, otherwise An eternal masterpiece will be destroyed in your hands!"
…
Life is like a dream.
Who would have thought that there would be times in life when one would actually pick up money.
When the crowd dispersed, Donglai Restaurant had to close its shop, and everyone came to help clean up the money on the ground.
"Are those guests crazy? Isn't this too much copper money?" My sister got up and twisted her waist, feeling a little tired.
"Hurry, we have to do business at night after cleaning up."
At this time, the Oriental girl who was supposed to be resting at home came from the backyard after hearing the news.
When he saw the copper coins lying around in the hall, he was stunned on the spot: "Mr. Bai, what... what's going on? I heard that customers were throwing money into the shop like crazy. The little girl still doesn't believe it..."
Wang Xiaohua turned back and said with a smile: "Sister Bai, Brother Bai is really amazing this time. With just a few words, the guests are willing to pay for the reward."
"This reward is not for me, it's all for Mr. Xiaohua. This Wang Xiaohua has become a cash cow for our store in just half a month."
Wang Xiaohua blushed: "If it weren't for Brother Bai's manuscript, where would I be?"
"Huh?" Sangsang exclaimed, picking up a silver hairpin from the ground, "Brother Bai, why do you still have the accessories from your daughter's house?"
Bai Song smiled, took it and handed it to Wang Xiaohua: "It's for you."
"Brother Bai, didn't you agree that the money should be pooled together? I only need to make it once... don't break the rules."
"This is the token of love that the girl left for Mr. Xiaohua. Which one of us can want it?"
"Ah?" Bai Rou turned around and looked at Xiao Hua in surprise, "Xiao Hua, do you have a girl you like?"
"Sister Xiaobai, don't be ridiculous." Wang Xiaohua's face turned red.
Dongfang Bai was also very surprised: "The people listening to the book are all men. It doesn't matter if you give some copper coins or some broken silver. Why do you get a hairpin as a reward?"
"Girl Dongfang, you haven't noticed that among today's guests, there are obviously several girls disguised as men. Now Wang Xiaohua has become a good match for the ladies in the county, and some girls came here to see her. Lover, isn't it suitable? Leave the hairpin, where can we get it?"
Dongfang Bai also smiled after hearing this, and returned the hairpin to Xiaohua: "Xiaohua, this is the girl's belongings. You must keep it well and don't betray the girl's feelings."
"Sister Bai, why are you...Brother Bai is talking nonsense."
Wang Xiaohua was a little shy, so she half-pushed and half-pushed away the hairpin, still denying it.
They were joking in the hall, and before they had finished picking up the money, there was a knock on the door outside.
"Closed. Customers will come back later."
"This room is not for eating or listening to books. It is just for my master to present his name card."
Bai Rou at the door looked back at her brother, somewhat confused.
Bai Song was also a little stunned. Which family handed over the name card?
"Open the door and take a look."
Bai Rou opened the door and saw a beautifully dressed little girl standing outside. She was as big as Bai Rou, but she had a strong smell of rouge.
He didn't say anything, he just put out a name card with both hands, handed it to Bai Rou, turned around and left.
Bai Rou walked up to her brother and handed it to Bai Song.
Bai Song opened the name card and took a look.
I saw the exquisite name card that read: I live at the head of the Weihe River, and you live at the end of the Weihe River. The flowing water knows that you do not see you, and we drink the water of the Weihe River together. The long-thinking flower meets the sound of the flower, and the bright moon shines on my heart. Stopping the boat and holding candles to accompany each other will definitely live up to our love.
There is a signature at the end.
Yichun Courtyard - Qing'er.
