Yue Guanchao persuaded the old beggar, stood up and said goodbye. After leaving the alley, Song Siyuan finally couldn't restrain her curiosity, turned around and asked:
"What are you doing with these beggars? Aren't you trying to use the beggars to make up for Boss Niu?"
She could only guess that since ancient times, there had indeed been a custom of hiring beggars to play music in front of the door. A meal of Rat Laibao would make the shopkeepers happy and reward them with money, and everyone would be happy!
"Do you know who this old beggar is?"
Yue Guanchao's words aroused their curiosity.
"Brother, I know, these are the elders of the Beggar Clan, right?"
Before Yue Erpao finished speaking, he immediately gave him a slap in the face: "Give me back a few bags of elders, this old gentleman's surname is Zhu!"
"The last name is Zhu?"
When Song Siyuan heard this surname, her eyes widened immediately:
"Could it be that he is a descendant of the Zhu Ming clan?"
"you know?"
Yue Guanchao became curious instead. He thought Song Siyuan knew nothing about the three religions and nine streams.
"Of course, the so-called lower classes include first-rate masters, second-rate cadres, third-rate scalers, fourth-rate matchmakers, fifth-rate pawns, sixth-rate witches, seventh-rate thieves, eighth-rate thieves, and ninth-rate prostitutes. Although beggars are not among the lower classes, they have been among them since ancient times. It has never stopped, since the previous dynasty, the founder of the Beggar Clan has been Zhu Chongba."
"It's just that I've only heard about these things, and I've never seen them before!"
Song Siyuan is indeed telling the truth. Knowing the three religions and being able to deal with them are two different things!
"Brother, is this old man really a descendant of Zhu Chongba?"
Yue Erpao was out of curiosity again.
Yue Guanchao walked under the tree in Huaxingchang and scratched his head:
"I don't know about this. This old beggar said that his surname is Zhu Yunyou, and he has always been the leader of the Fengtian Beggar Gang. As long as he speaks, the people of the Beggar Gang will not dare to disobey him. Three years ago, I followed my second uncle to deliver the goods. I saw that my second uncle visited him, and the two of them went to a restaurant to have a good meal. I saw Master Zhu Beggar's beggar flag hanging in the corner, so I wanted to go in and try my luck, but I didn't expect that he was really there."
"I invited Mr. Zhu to go, just to let the beggars watch the show and publicize this matter more. Their power is spread throughout the city, and I'm not afraid that those behind the scenes don't know about it."
"I didn't expect that you thought so deeply, but I thought too superficially."
Song Siyuan looked at Yue Guanchao. This vulgar and reckless man was not without his merits!
After the visit, Song Siyuan took the Yue brothers back to the Song residence and went into the study.
While waiting for dinner, she yawned and walked into the North Hall!
Uncle Song and his maids had already finished serving the dishes, and the table was full of sumptuous delicacies. Yue Er Pao was so greedy that he would have started it long ago if Yue Guanchao hadn't stopped him.
She sat on the stool and looked at Butler Song: "Uncle Song, please don't leave. Let's eat something together at the table."
Uncle Song waved his hand and quickly picked up the plate:
"How can there be such a rule? Miss, the dishes have been laid out. You and your friends can eat first, and we can deal with it in the small kitchen."
The old housekeeper gave in and led the servants out of the north hall. When Song Siyuan heard Yue Erpao's stomach growling, she realized how cute this brother Yue Guanchao was!
"Looking at the sea, that's it. You can eat."
Before he finished speaking, Yue Erpao stepped into the chair and feasted on the table full of dishes.
Yue Guanchao noticed her strange behavior and asked curiously:
"Ms. Song, what were you studying in the study for so long this afternoon?"
Song Siyuan glanced at him strangely, and her tone became serious:
"We visited all the tea houses that we should visit in the morning. Their highlights are the stories in Niu Ye's restaurant. No matter how well the famous speaker tells it, the spectators will get bored one day. When they get tired of it, there will naturally be fewer people. Even if Niu Ye's tea house If your business is not stolen by your peers, sooner or later it will be stolen by you!"
"Everyone likes to hear something new. If he really wants to bring his teahouse back to life, he must have a steady stream of new discounts. In this way, even if other teahouses lower their prices, the business will not be as bleak as it is today. At the same time, Niu Ye's new story will also I can completely regain the status of his teahouse!"
"It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. I will send the Buddha to the West. I have picked up many stories about country folklore and strange things from my library at home. I will see if there is any value in changing them!"
"One more thing, we didn't tell him everything about Tang Dianrong. Writing more stories for him can make up for it."
Yue Guanchao looked at Song Siyuan with a look that taught her how to behave:
"Miss Song, I see that you don't often deal with Jiuliu. Jianghu people act boldly and not recklessly. They always distinguish the pros and cons when doing things. You think you have deceived him. Maybe Mr. Niu in the world already knew the meaning behind this story. , he is at the end of his rope, and if he continues to drive, he will die. I told him that your story is a powerful medicine, and his willingness to drink it means that he has accepted the risk."
"This is called Zhou Yu's yellow cover. Anyone who wants to be beaten is willing to suffer. We don't owe anyone. But if you really want to write new lyrics for him, I won't stop you. It won't be too late to send it to him after this matter is over. So as not to whet his appetite."
"Okay, I'll do as you say. I can only watch the show in three days to see if we can lure out those people behind the scenes!"
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