Why don't you go take a look?
Thoughts flashed through his mind for a moment, but were eventually suppressed.
How could she, Ji Qingzhu, the great shopkeeper of Fu Shan Tang, go and spy?
Let others go!
So, the big shopkeeper swayed his willow-like waist branches and paced back and forth in the hall, sometimes looking out the door and sometimes looking at the rising red sun in the sky.
But he didn't lie down on the Taishi's chair again, he had already lost his sleep.
At this time, Pinmingxuan Tea House.
In the hall, there is a different kind of scenery.
Needless to say, it was overcrowded, but the crowds of listeners crowded around the outside of the hall, leaving a quiet space in the middle.
Just because there was a young man in a green shirt sitting there with a woodcutter on his waist.
Well, there is also a black cat, lying on the round wooden table, looking around with a pair of golden eyes, looking calm and composed, but actually showing tension.
The young man held down the cat's head with one hand, and the black cat closed its eyes and lowered its head.
The waiter who was supposed to greet us long ago came a little late this time.
However, the charming smile on his face was genuine: "Li Xiucai, would you like some refreshments?"
When someone asked, Li Suijiu smiled politely, but did not answer.
The smile on the waiter's face froze, and he finally looked at a man in a robe not far away.
The man in the robe sighed, hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards Li Suijiu.
When he reached the table, the man glared at the waiter: "Why are you still standing there? Go and put up the pot of spring dew I brewed, and add four plates of pastries."
As he said this, he glanced at the cat on the table and added, "Get some more cat food."
"My cat doesn't eat cat food." Li Suijiu finally spoke.
"Uh... five plates of pastries, why don't you go quickly!"
"yes."
The waiter retreated.
The man then sat down with a smile and said, "Next week you are blessed, and Tian is the owner of this teahouse. This guy has no eyesight at all. Don't blame Li Huaijin."
"I'm just here to listen to the book, so why should I blame you?" Li Suijiu replied.
"I wonder what Li Huaijin wants to hear?"
"When I came here, I was listening to the storyteller reciting "Nie Xiaoqian" with great enjoyment. But when I came, he stopped talking. Why don't you, Boss Zhou, help me with some words?"
Sure enough, I came here for this matter!
If this happened before, Zhou Youfu would just have someone beat him out with a wooden stick.
But now it doesn't work.
He heard clearly this morning that Yang Fuzun sent someone to personally invite Li Suijiu to attend the [Argument Conference] in the evening, and the red sticker with gold letters was used.
If he sticks this stick, the teahouse will most likely close down.
Look at the knife on the opponent's waist again.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "In this case, Zhou Mou said it bluntly. Nowadays, the story of "Nie Xiaoqian" is all over the city, and it is not just Zhou Mou's teahouse that is doing this business."
The topic changed, and he continued: "However, since Li Huaijin is here, I, Zhou, am not a stingy person, so I would like to ask Li Huaijin to tell me a few words."
"Boss Zhou thinks I'm here to ask for money?"
"Is not it?"
"Yes and no."
"???" Zhou Youfu couldn't breathe, "Li Huaijin, what do you mean?"
"Since I'm here, other teahouse owners will probably come over to watch the excitement. Boss Zhou, why don't you just wait a moment." Li Suijiu leaned back.
"..."
Are you prepared?
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Youfuguo heard movement at the door.
"Boss Zhang is here!"
"Hey, Boss Li is here too?"
"Haha, each other."
In a short time, five or six bosses came to the door of Pinmingxuan teahouse, all of them were from the teahouse. They were all chatting and laughing, but their eyes were on the young man and the black cat in the hall.
After waiting for a while, seven people had arrived.
Later, he will not come again.
Li Suijiu pushed the teapot in front of him and said, "The best spring dew before the rain. You bosses are also tea drinkers. Why don't you come in and join us?"
The seven people looked at each other and said, "That's very good."
So, walked in.
However, there was no room to sit at the round table, so Zhou Youfu had three more chairs brought in.
Although they seem crowded, they are not far apart.
Zhou Youfu didn't suggest going into a private room for a chat, because he naturally relied on the strength of the crowd. Let's see, Li Huaijin, what can you do?
Li Suijiu naturally understood what Zhou Youfu meant. In fact, this was the effect he wanted: "When I met with several bosses, they were not talking about the story of "Nie Xiaoqian". Everyone knows this story, so just tell it. ."
"Then what does Li Huaijin want to talk about?"
"Other stories."
"Oh? Li Huaijin still has a story?" Everyone was stunned.
"Of course there are, and there are quite a few. However, I'm just here today to discuss cooperation, and I don't want to collect any money. I'll tell you the story later, and I'll just sign the contract later."
"Is this true?"
"really."
"..."
Everyone was silent.
In the morning, paper fell all over the sky.
An article "Nie Xiaoqian" shocked everyone in Yinhua.
Although there is controversy, if Li Suijiu can really write a few more stories, or even just one, this rumor will be self-defeating.
If you really plagiarized it, how dare you write a new one?
At this time, the eight teahouse owners finally had some thoughts in their hearts.
So Zhou Youfu was the first to speak: "How does Li Huaijin want to cooperate?"
"I have already negotiated a cooperation with Ji Changlai from [Deya Jingxuan]. I will give him the stories in a volume of ten. But before the volume is completed, I can give you the stories first."
"Ten stories are in one volume. How many stories does Li Huaijin have?"
"I just said, there are a lot, but the exact number needs to be kept secret for the time being." Li Suijiu naturally knew that there were 491 stories in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio".
But this number is too astonishing, and with his current identity and status, he obviously does not have the ability to collect 491 stories.
"That's very good."
Everyone understood.
Most of the people who can go to teahouses to listen to books are those who have time and money.
Ordering a pot of tea and a few plates of pastries is not cheap.
But that’s not the case for book buyers.
There is no conflict between the two, and if the story is given to the teahouse first, and after publicity, the bookstore will turn it into a book of ten stories, which will actually sell better.
"Ten stories, ten taels of silver, what do you think?" Li Suijiu said the cooperation price.
"..."
Everyone looked at each other again.
Ten taels of silver to buy ten stories is a bit expensive.
But now Li Huaijin's "Nie Xiaoqian" is famous in Yinhua Mansion. If there is another story, the business will be more than this.
"Okay, ten taels is ten taels!" Zhou Youfu nodded first.
"No problem." The other seven calculated it in their minds and agreed.
At this point, although there is no contract, the preliminary cooperation has been reached.
Li Suijiu was not surprised by this.
So, let’s get to the point!
"Actually, to be honest with you, I was originally unwilling to sell these stories, especially this one "Nie Xiaoqian", which was written for the deceased Miss Nie Mansion."
"Oh? Isn't this a story that Li Huaijin made people throw on the street?" Everyone was a little surprised. After all, who would throw other people's stories? Could it be that there is gossip in it?
"Of course not. As a scholar, how can I tell stories in front of thirteen teahouses at the same time?" Li Suijiu sighed again.
"That makes sense!" Everyone suddenly said, "Then who did it?"
"Ji Qingzhu from Fushan Hall."
"Shopkeeper Ji?!"
At this time, everyone's eyes became a little fiery.
One is the charming proprietress of a coffin shop. Why is she suddenly helping a scholar tell stories?
The reason is simply terrifying to think about.
Everyone is looking forward to it.
Zhou Youfu was the most anxious: "Li Huaijin, please elaborate!"
Everyone sitting here is a teahouse owner. Who doesn’t like to hear gossip?
At this time, Li Suijiu finally poured himself a cup of tea: "This is a long story, and I would like to ask all bosses not to spread the word to avoid misunderstanding."
"Don't worry, I'll keep everyone secret!" Zhou Youfu slapped his chest loudly.
Very good, I like teahouse owners who are tight-lipped!
Li Suijiu really felt that it was not easy for him. In order to give Ji Qingzhu some favor, he had to talk to the teahouse owners with tears in his eyes about cooperation and sell some stories to earn some hard-earned money.
Really painstaking.
Anyway, Ji Qingzhu has already been in the first year of junior high school, and he, Li, is naturally not afraid of being in the fifteenth year.
It is disrespectful to come and not go!
The snow is falling all over the silver, right?
I have a trick here called [Creating something out of nothing] with twenty years of skill. Do you want to try it?
"This matter is a long story." Li Suijiu sighed, and then continued: "This matter has to start from the night I was knocked unconscious by Ji Qingzhu."
"Shopkeeper Ji... knocked Li Huaijin unconscious?"
"Well, he not only knocked me unconscious, but also forcibly carried me to Fushan Hall." After Li Suijiu finished speaking, he immediately added: "It was actually Ji Qingzhu's boudoir. Of course, she didn't sleep there at night, but this You must never tell anyone about this!"
"Shopkeeper Ji forced Li Huaijin to the boudoir...boudoir?!"
Oh my God!
This is a big event, a huge event!
"This is not nonsense. You have to believe in Ji Qingzhu's character. There is absolutely no such relationship between me and her. As for the next night, she came to Huaijin Thatched Cottage to look for me, but she did not enter my yard. of."
"..."
"So, the story of "Nie Xiaoqian" was naturally not found by her in the study, but picked up outside the hospital. Do you understand what I mean?"
"!!!"
Understand, we understand so well!
The eight teahouse owners all showed expressions that all men understand.
Black Cat also nodded. Yes, everything Jin Lang said was true, and she could prove it.
"Meow~"
