Farm girl, she is always digging holes to bury people

"Are you tired from shopping? Why don't you come and sit at my house?"

Wang Tiedan showed a warm and hospitable image today. He wanted to do some shopping for Qi Nan and Zhong Cheng on the way.

But he was stopped by these two people, probably because he felt that he had too much money and had nowhere to spend it. He wished he could buy the whole street and give it to his brothers and sisters.

"No, it's not appropriate for us to visit your home."

Qi Nan didn't understand how the Wang family could develop Wang Tiedan to have such a simple temper.

Fortunately, he met them, otherwise Wang Tiedan would have been so deceived that he would not even be able to remember the way home.

They didn't know that Wang Tiedan was just looking stupid in front of them.

Because he regards them as very important friends, he will appear a little cautious when getting along with them.

Wang Tiedan was still a handsome young man to outsiders. His masters in school also praised him for his intelligence in the past, but all his intelligence was spent on playing and skipping classes.

After he failed to get any honors after taking the exam several times, the Wang family gave up on letting him take the exam and become an official.

Now I just want this kid to inherit the family business honestly and not cause trouble outside.

"Okay!" Seeing that Qin Nan and the others refused, Wang Tiedan was a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted himself. "It's still early now. You must go back when the sun goes down in the afternoon! I will take you to a fun place again."

What Wang Tiedan said was a bit mysterious, so Qi Nan and the others followed him.

I don’t know how he led the way through 7 turns and 8 turns, and finally stopped in front of a somewhat shabby-looking teahouse.

I saw a wide white cloth hanging outside the teahouse, with the four characters "Yuanyi Teahouse" written in thick ink on the white cloth.

Although it is said to be a teahouse, it actually only has one floor. However, a high platform like a stage was built in the center of the ground floor, turning it into a teahouse.

Qinan only saw a lot of long benches placed here. There was only a small table surrounding the four long benches, which always seemed a bit uncoordinated.

Because it was afternoon, there were few customers in Yuanyi Teahouse.

There were only 33 tea drinkers in pairs distributed on the long benches. Qinan looked around again. Good guy, these people must be unfamiliar with each other. There is not a single table that is full of 1 long benches. Bench.

"What's so fun here?" Zhong Cheng questioned. He was not good at elegant things like asking questions while drinking tea. He just found it boring.

A group of people can drink a pot of tea here for a whole afternoon, and I don’t know how they can sit still.

He vaguely recalled the words his tea ceremony master used to scold him, from "cows chew peonies" at the beginning to "boars cannot eat fine chaff", which shows how disappointed his master was in him.

He was very rebellious at that time, always falling asleep in class, or deliberately going against the tea ceremony master. Zhong Cheng no longer remembers how many teacups he broke.

In the end, the tea ceremony master was so angry that those people complied with his wishes and canceled the course. They also arranged other literature classes for him as if to fill in the gaps, for fear that some of his time would be wasted. 1.

Looking back now, Zhong Cheng found that he could still laugh.

It's better now. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Even if they think about it, they won't guess that he has come to such a remote place.

If possible, he would rather never go back for the rest of his life.

Life here is a human life. He can control all his time. He can eat when he wants and laugh when he wants. Without those people standing in front of him every day to hinder him, he feels that he is eating Mama Xiang is great for your body.

Qi Nan: "What's wrong with you? Why are you giggling?"

Wang Tiedan: "Brother, are you okay? If you don't like the teahouse, we will change the place. Don't scare us!"

Zhong Cheng retracted his thoughts and shook his head, "I'm fine. Didn't you just say it was fun here? Tell me your reasons."

"You didn't know this! Yuanyi Tea House actually has a history of many years. It is said that it existed when Qingli Town was first built.

There will be storytellers here from 1 to 1 afternoon to talk about stories, and then you can make a pot of this year’s new tea and feel the world described by the storyteller in the book, along with some snacks such as fried peanuts, melon seeds, dried fruits, and rice cakes, not to mention you are in a good mood. What a relief. "

Qin Nan can understand that storytelling is just like listening to modern novels.

What a storyteller tells is definitely much richer in emotion than what a novel reader tells, and it is easier to arouse emotions when there are people around listening to a book together. This is the role of the sense of atmosphere.

They have been shopping for a while, and now they feel a little tired. Listening to books and eating tea here are also good choices.

"Just rest here for a while! Anyway, we have traveled most of Qingli Town today."

Qi Nan left the message, and Zhong Cheng didn't dare to object. After all, he still hadn't repaid even one cent of his debt, and he had to eat and drink every day. He felt that he was too thick-skinned in front of her.

"Hey, you guys find a seat and sit down first, I'll go buy some refreshments."

"We have money, don't spend any more money."

Qi Nan was afraid that Wang Tiedan would spend money so fast that he would be grounded if he went back at night.

"It's okay. I'm going to treat you to the end today. It's only a few dollars for tea. I can still afford it."

The three of them found a seat in the back row and sat near the edge. More and more people came from behind, and the storyteller appeared on the stage amidst a burst of fierce cheers.

The storyteller is a gray-haired old man. Although he looks very old, he is very steady when he takes the stage with the scroll.

He took four square steps, and his hair and robes swayed just right with each step he took.

Qi Nan felt that he was just like those old gods holding Fuchen in Journey to the West, and he felt quite immortal.

"Continuing from the previous chapter, the son of the Xue family is pitiful. He lost his father and mother and was helpless. He became a beggar before he was ten years old and lived in a cave to keep safe..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his deep and rich voice shocked the whole audience.

When it comes to the highlights of the story, he will also show off his dramatic voice. This emotional and vivid way of storytelling was liked by many people present.

Those who are capable will also give him some reward money, and the storyteller will take it with a smile, and he will work even harder when talking about the book.

Qi Nanchu found it quite interesting to hear that it was this Xue Jialang who she brought into Xue Pinggui throughout the whole process.

So when the subsequent plot was completely different from Xue Pinggui's, it took her a long time to switch over.

She glanced at Zhong Cheng and Wang Tiedan beside her.

Wang Tiedan was concentrating on listening to the book, while Zhong Cheng was just eating and drinking at the tea table, and never stopped talking.

[Author's digression]: Never stay up late again