He suppressed his joy and waved: "Find your boss Niu, he and I are old acquaintances."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The waiter went downstairs for a while, but in the blink of an eye, they heard the stairs creaking, and a middle-aged man was slightly unhappy:
"He just listens to the book and doesn't see what I'm doing!"
As soon as she walked into the elegant compartment, Song Siyuan looked at Boss Niu, whom Yue Guanchao was talking about.
This middle-aged man is not tall in the Northeast, but he is well-dressed. He wears an autumn-colored silk satin robe with a patterned mandarin jacket, a pair of black leather shoes on his feet, and wears tea sunglasses under his melon hat. He's not foreign, he looks like a boss!
"Oh, it turns out to be Brother Yue. I'm so disrespectful. You know the regular customers are here, so I have to greet you personally."
Seeing Master Niu giving him face like this, Yue Guanchao cupped his hands and clasped his fists in return:
"How dare I let Mr. Niu be so attentive? In the past, Scorpion Tail was the only one responsible for the liveliness of your teahouse. I have some free time today, so I wanted to come over and visit you."
"Who are these two?"
Mr. Niu took off his sunglasses, and the fatigue in his eyes was clearly visible.
"This is my brother, and the other one is a local friend."
Mr. Niu glanced at each other and nodded to each other:
"Oh, I understand, let's do this. I'll give you a new dish of milky walnuts to apologize for my neglect."
Seeing that the pleasantries had passed, Yue Guanchao quickly got to the point:
"Hey, Mr. Niu, why are there bloodshot eyes in your eyes? No matter how good your business is, you can't just make money. You have to pay attention to rest."
He doesn't hit people in the face, he doesn't expose his fault when he scolds him. No matter how bad his business is, he can't directly ask the reason. Only by asking in a roundabout way can he appear to know the rules.
When Mr. Niu heard this, he sighed:
"Brother-in-law, please don't ignore me. Look at the sparse customers in the lobby. How can we call the business good? It's good if we don't lose money. If I didn't have a lot of employees to support, I would have wanted to close the store. never mind."
"You are still holding on until now. In addition to supporting a family, you still refuse to admit defeat, right?"
Mr. Niu could not refute Yue Guanchao's words and nodded feebly.
"Master Niu, from what I've seen along the way, there are quite a few teahouses opened, but you are a time-honored brand with so many famous people, how could you easily lose to a new teahouse? I don't believe it, you have no skills at all. .”
Yue Guanchao was indeed curious. Mr. Niu's ancestors were hard-core farmers and their family income was not too thin. Otherwise, he would not have dared to open the first teahouse in Bagua Street. Bagua Street has become more and more lively in recent years, and his teahouse business has also been booming. , there must be a reason for reaching this stage.
Mr. Niu wanted to leave, but when he heard Yue Guanchao talking about this, he sat down on a stool:
"It's a time-honored brand, but it has to be visited by people. As soon as the teahouse over there opens, they either give out tea or cakes."
“The next day, guess what?”
Mr. Niu suddenly patted his thigh:
"Half of my guests are missing. I also found someone to go there myself. It's similar to what we're talking about here. Most of them are "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", "Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses", "The White-Eyebrowed Hero", "A Hundred Years of Storms" ", "Heroes in Troubled Times", "Xue Pinggui", and "The Golden Bough", they just poached my famous words, how can they be so powerful!"
He pointed to the window and looked towards the lobby stage:
"You see, most of the famous talkers in my class are good at choosing good words. Only half of them are blind old gentlemen. They are willing to say a few words despite being short of money."
At this point, Yue Guanchao finally understood how Niu Ye’s business was so dirty!
He was too stingy with money. When other teahouses opened, he should have made concessions to customers, but he insisted on not lowering prices because it was a time-honored brand, allowing other new teahouses to take advantage of it and poach half of their customers.
Once the guests leave, the celebrity loses his reward and salary, so he will naturally be poached by other teahouses at high prices. When even the old waiters are gone, he will be unable to fight back even if he wants to.
What is a businessman? A businessman is someone who can negotiate everything. Relying on his previous status, Mr. Niu refused to give in or change, so he was kicked out of the stage!
If you know the disease, you can prescribe the medicine!
Yue Guanchao took out the cup, poured half a cup of Jiuqu Red Plum and pushed it over:
"Master Niu, I have a powerful prescription here that can cure your heart ailments and bring the teahouse back to life. I just don't know if you believe me or not and if you dare to drink it!"
Mr. Niu gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, took the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp: "If you can help me in times of need, I will trust you."
"Okay, heroic."
Yue Guanchao signaled to Song Siyuan with his eyes. She knew the time had come and took out the storytelling words she had written from her backpack!
Mr. Niu clapped his hands and took the manuscript respectfully.
This plain white manuscript has three words written on it: "Ancient Village and Deserted Zhai", followed by a subtitle:
The wolf's ambition is to search for treasures in an ancient village, but fate will create hell on earth.
He glanced through it roughly and didn't agree with it at first. However, the more he read, the more wonderful it became. When he read it to the end, his eyes widened and he sweated on his forehead and clapped his hands several times.
Mr. Niu put down the manuscript, kept patting his heart, and took Yue Guanchao's hand:
"Master-in-law, I used to think that I, Niudelu, was short-sighted, but I didn't know that you had such talent. You are really a young hero!"
Yue Guanchao quickly waved his hands and said:
"Master Niu, how can I have such literary talent? This storyteller was written by the reporter next to me."
Mr. Niu turned to Song Siyuan, bowed and said:
"I dare to ask where the girl is employed. Such a great writing style cannot be from Ye Luzi!"
Song Siyuan didn't want to reveal her identity prematurely, so she decided to be modest:
"No, no, I just read a few books and can write something. Mr. Niu, what do you think of this storytelling?"
New Delu gave a thumbs up: "It's really high. It doesn't have the clichés of old books at all. This is the best storytelling I've ever seen. Just wait, I'll get Mr. Qian for you."
Boss Niu seemed to have found a treasure and asked the waiter to quickly bring Mr. Qian up after finishing his story.
After a while, Mr. Qian was called into the box. He was in his sixties or seventies and had a big white beard. When he took off his sunglasses, his left eye was white and cloudy, and only his right eye could see clearly.
The old man shook his head and chewed the storytelling words in his mouth, opened his fan with a bang, and his one eye flashed:
"Wonderful, wonderful~"
