Be a little landlord

The storytelling building's business is booming day by day, people come and go, sometimes there are no seats, and the guests would rather stand than leave.In the first month, as the boss, Lin Lixuan was so busy that he almost wished he could stay in the building all the time. Although the storyteller he hired had been trained for two or three months at first, it was time to go into battle. Unexpected accidents are still unavoidable.

At the beginning, Lin Lixuan found ten people with excellent memory and eloquence, and eight of them stayed after completing the training.However, within seven days since the storytelling building was opened, one of them couldn't hold his voice after three days of speaking, and two of them were too timid to come on stage and still couldn't adjust. So until now, the remaining people are only half of the original number.

Lin Lixuan began to recruit people to train again, not only to train newcomers, but also to adapt scripts and reset lines. After all, not all vernacular novels can be directly changed into storytelling books, and they need to be perfected and revised by others. This is another big task. Project... A while ago, I cooperated with an opera troupe. Lin Lixuan provided them with many librettos, including the well-known Peony Pavilion, Dou E's Injustice, and The Story of the West Chamber. He has listened to a lot of operas, and he can't remember all the excerpts, but he can basically remember some famous arias. The troupe master saw some libretto written by him, and praised him for his good writing. He is an opera idiot. He pestered Lin Lixuan to compile opera scripts all day long.

After being busy for half a month, Lin Lixuan managed to relax.

The grape racks in the yard are covered with vines, hanging down like tassels on the edge of silk. The wine made last year is still hidden in the cellar. Lin Lixuan nestled on the recliner outside and read miscellaneous books for an hour and a half. The yard is quiet and quiet. There was a noise, he put down the book in his hand, looked at the sky, the blue sky was the background, and white clouds were constantly floating westward.

He stretched, took a few steps forward and turned a corner, just in time to see brother Yu picking up stones on the ground, which was really boring.

The corners of Lin Lixuan's eyes moved slightly, and he dragged his chin to think: I don't know what brother Yan is doing at this time...

Just now when he was reading a book, he saw Brother Yan drying sunflower seeds outside. The warm sun shone on his face and made him a little drunk. His pretty little face looked very attractive. Speaking of which, he has been busy talking about the library recently. No one has ever had a good time with each other, now that I have free time, I have to make up for all the previous ones!

Brother Yan was sitting in front of a square table, with a piece of white paper spread out in front of him, on his left hand was glistening ink, and in his fair and slender hand was holding a seven-inch writing brush upright. , the ink on the tip of the pen has dried up, and there are a few drops of ink dripping down the tip on the white paper. This scene shows that the owner is in a trance and absent-minded.

"What are you thinking? So preoccupied?"

Lin Lixuan walked over and snatched his pen, and only then did Brother Yan come back to his senses in shock. He raised his head and looked at the uninvited guest in astonishment, his eyes like ink reflected a familiar face——Brother Lin with a smile on his face. , His beating heart was relieved.

He took a deep breath in shock, and said in a complaining tone: "Brother Lin, why are you so elusive...you suddenly appeared and scared me to death, you...why didn't you call me first!" Brother Yan The son's voice trembled at the beginning, with an indescribable cover-up, just like a thief who was caught and refused to admit it, trying to get away with bluffing.

Lin Lixuan put the pen back on the pen stand, picked up Yan Geer and sat on the other person's original position, Yan Geer moved uncomfortably on his lap, and adjusted into a comfortable position. , lingering a scent of ink.

"Brother Yan, what are you thinking of sitting here alone? Holding a pen and not moving, like a little sugar man, is it because I have been too busy recently and neglected you, you are lonely... "

Yan Ge'er's sparkling eyes were stunned, and he didn't even know what to say to the other party. After realizing the content of the other party's words, his face flushed like a layer of rouge, and he retorted lightly: " How am I like a sugar man?!"

"I saw you as sweet as eating honey. Just now I saw you stuck here motionless, isn't it just like the sugar man on the shelf?"

"You..." Brother Yan hesitated to speak, "Brother Lin, you are speaking like you are singing an opera."

You're talking like you're singing now!

Lin Lixuan, who got such an evaluation, almost choked on his own saliva. It seemed that he was a bit misleading. It was all because of the troupe's master, who babbled and sang in front of him. It's dark, sure enough... However, it's so easy for the old couple to say some sour and sweet words, but the effect is dried in the wind like the bacon hanging by the window...

"Brother Yan, you really don't understand style." Lin Lixuan pinched Yan Ge'er's cheek with his big hands, and dragged a sugar ball on his face. He began to say: "Be honest, what were you thinking just now?" Every time Lin Lixuan said a word, he moved closer to him, forcing Brother Yan to shrink back, and he avoided the warm breath of the other party. , turned his head and looked to the other side.

"Still hiding. If you don't tell the truth, you will be tortured. Don't even think about getting up early tomorrow, just wait for Brother Yu to laugh at you! Tell me, what little secret is hidden in your heart so that no one will know."

Lin Lixuan got closer and closer to his neck, Brother Yan smiled timidly, raised his right hand to protect his neck, "I didn't think about anything, I just sat here in a daze."

"You still want to lie to me, Brother Yan, do you know how guilty you are in your eyes now? My mother has already complained to me. I don’t know where the soul of the whole person who doesn’t think about tea or food these days has gone. I think You have lost a lot of pounds, what happened? Why...don’t you say it? Are you trying to sneakily draw some ulterior things? Or are you really afraid that I and the troupe’s twin will go away as mother guessed? It's getting closer..."

"No, really not..." Brother Yan retorted helplessly, he took a deep breath, and told the other party about a difficult problem he encountered recently, "Brother Qiu asked me a few days ago Don't learn some embroidery skills from the old tailor and embroiderer of Duji Cloth..."

"That's a good thing! You are good at craftsmanship, who doesn't say that the clothes you make look good? If you go and learn a few tricks, we can open our own shops. In the future, my brother Yan will open a clothing store in the county. At that time, you will be Boss Ji in others' mouth, and I will be Boss Ji's husband..." Lin Lixuan's voice became higher and higher as he spoke, as if he had already seen the day when Brother Yan opened his shop.

"Are you struggling with opening a store these days?"

"I'm not as far ahead as you think..." Yan Ge'er couldn't help laughing when the other party said, "I have thought about this, but opening a clothing store... What if the clothes I make are not sold to anyone?" What should I do if I buy it, then I won’t lose money... when the shop closes down, all the money invested will be gone.”

Brother Yan was a little moved by the idea of ​​opening a clothing store, but nowadays, the woman Shuang'er of someone's family can't do some needlework, and they all buy cloth to make their own clothes. Will there really be many people coming to buy ready-made clothes?

"If the money is gone, it will be gone. If one family closes down, we will open another one. Don't be afraid, your husband is rich and can afford you, a prodigal daughter-in-law." Lin Lixuan scratched the bridge of the other's upturned nose with his hands.

"Don't talk nonsense, you have said nothing about it, and you have closed down one and opened another, and you don't expect anything good."

"Okay, okay, let me say something good, the store opened by my baby will definitely be a lot of money, and by then, you will be upgraded from our little lucky star to the little god of wealth! Are you happy?"

Brother Yan gave him a happy smile back.

"So, it's not a big deal. You've been struggling with it for a few days. Have you answered Brother Qiu's words?"

"Not yet...I told him to think about it again."

"Don't think about it, promise Brother Qiu."

Brother Yan hesitated for a while, and finally nodded lightly: "...um."

"It's not worth it to see that you have starved people to death for this matter."

The big stomach king turned into a poor little boy who couldn't eat, which really made others feel distressed!

Even Brother Yan, who has a poor appetite and can't eat, is still the person who eats the most in their family, but compared to him before, he is really pitiful!

"It's not because of this that I can't eat well. When I see fat meat, I get tired and panic, and the pork belly I'm used to eating doesn't taste good anymore... A few days ago, the fish smelled very strong. When I smelled it, I thought Vomit, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” The weather isn’t too hot these days, but for some reason, Brother Yan feels his stomach is bloated, and his stomach feels nauseous.

It was hard to suppress the nausea every day, and it would be good to have half the amount of food I used to eat.

Hearing what Brother Yan said, Lin Lixuan asked him with concern: "I don't have a good appetite. Could it be that I have accumulated food? Stomach bloating? Do you want me to rub your stomach for you?" Before the other party agreed, Lin Lixuan's warm palm covered him. On his lower abdomen, gently massage in a clockwise direction.

"No...no need—" Yan Ge'er was forcefully suppressed by the other party before he could finish his refusal.

Pressing and pressing, Lin Lixuan blurted out as if he suddenly had a new discovery: "Brother Yan, why do I feel that your belly has become bigger and bulging? If you used to be a little pumpkin, now it's a little watermelon... "

Brother Yan in his arms froze, knocked off his palm, and said angrily: "Just now you said I was hungry and thin!!"

Lin Lixuan let out a haha, and comforted him, "Maybe it's because you were full just now, that's why your stomach is bulging..."

Brother Yan said quietly: "...I haven't eaten for an hour."

Lin Lixuan: "..."

"Then it can only be - your meat has grown up."

"!!!"

"Don't rub it for me anymore, go play with the rocks with Brother Yu!!"

Lin Lixuan was pushed out of the room by the furious Yan Geer, and the wooden door slammed shut. Lin Lixuan looked at the wooden door helplessly, shrugged his shoulders, and shook his head: Why did Yan Geer's temper become more and more serious? Bigger?