Brother, this showman

"Young master, if you have any troubles, you may wish to talk to me, Huang Ya, I like to share worries for others."

"The old man is also a person who has experienced all kinds of vicissitudes in the world. He has seen all kinds of storms and waves in the 50 years of his life. The sadness on the brow of the young man made the old man very distressed. Such a handsome young man should be in high spirits , don't allow me to be half-melancholy."

Holding hot tea in his hand, Ye Wenqing listened with interest to Huang Fang bragging about his abilities through the dense mist.

Yellow Fang was just something he came across by chance when he entered the city. When Yellow Fang's flag fell on the ground, he picked it up and waved it along the way, and was entangled by Yellow Fang.

"The old man will judge the marriage by looking at his face. Over the years, he has never made any mistakes." Huang Ya patted himself on the chest, and said complacently, "My son is in his youth, and he is dressed expensively, so he will not be affected by life." If you’re tired, then all that’s left is feelings.”

"I'm not bragging. In my hometown, those couples who quarreled in the town, lovers. After the old man reconciled, they were all reconciled in the end. The old man and the young master are predestined, so you can give the young master a discount."

Huang Ya put his hands in his sleeves, looked at Ye Wenqing with a smile, and his eyes were full of expectation: "If it doesn't work, you don't need money."

The appearance of Huangya reminded Ye Wenqing of the old way of defrauding Feng Lianchen of 30 taels of silver in Qinghe Town and teaching him how to fold flowers with banknotes.

For a moment, he became playful, and this kind of quack warlock can cheat people out of money.I don't know how they can coax people into willingly paying, and it's okay to find out if you have nothing to do.

"Okay." Ye Wenqing put down the cup in his hand, tilted his head to look at Huang Fang, the relaxed look on his face suddenly faded, and the sorrowful expression between his brows added a little more, just in time for Huang Fang's guess, just now It's an act of composure.

Huang Fang felt even more proud.

Ye Wenqing sighed: "To tell the truth, I am really trapped by love."

"Wait first, wait first." Huang Ya was very excited, admiring himself for getting the business so quickly, and at the same time asking for people who passed by to come and listen.

Then he pulled the slightly crooked flag in his hand, so that the words "The Way of the Big Tooth" could be displayed more clearly, and finally he sat up straight with satisfaction.

All the people in the teahouse gathered around curiously, even the waiter and the shopkeeper quietly craned their necks to look around while the shopkeeper was not paying attention.

Song Jihua silently sipped his tea, he had a premonition that things would not develop as Huang Ya wished.Asking Ye Wenqing for money is like asking for his life. You can't get money, and you can't guarantee your reputation.

Ye Wenqing looked at the tea customers who had gathered around, but still felt that it was not enough, and then waved to the shopkeeper of the planner and the people passing by the door, pretending to be mysterious: "Passing by the wonderful story that you can't miss, hurry up~"

Passers-by were immediately aroused by their curiosity when they saw this, and hurriedly gathered their friends to enter the teahouse together.

The shopkeeper didn't even bother to settle accounts anymore, so he surrounded him with his abacus in his arms.

Seeing that the shopkeeper had gone, the little girls also stepped forward openly.

In short, with Ye Wenqing's Eight Immortals Table as the center, people were surrounded all around, even the windows were full of people.

Ye Wenqing looked around for a while, then nodded in satisfaction, and smiled brightly at Huang Ya's slightly nervous look: "Don't be afraid, Daoist, I also want to let everyone see the ability of Daoist, what a good thing!" If you can hide your secrets, you must share them with everyone.”

Huang Ya heard the words, suddenly realized, and gradually loosened his tense nerves, he cupped his fists at Ye Wenqing and said, "My lord, you are welcome."

It was the first time for Huang Fang to be fooling around in full view, no, doing business, he was still a little uncomfortable for a while.But when he met Ye Wenqing's encouraging and admiring eyes, he immediately felt that he had been put on a golden bell, and he was not afraid of anything.

"Come on, then let me ask you to talk about it, the old man is all ears." Huang Fang also let go, stroked his beard, with a faint smile on his lips, confident, and looked like a master.

After a long period of time, Huang Fang couldn't get in a word, the smile on his face gradually stiffened, but he was crying and scolding his mother in his heart.

The people around listened with gusto and expressed their opinions from time to time.

Song Jihua simply turned his head to the corner of the wall, he really couldn't listen anymore.

why?

Because Ye Wenqing respectively praised him and Feng Lianchen for nearly a stick of incense time.Then he talked about all the things the two of them had experienced from the time they realized each other to now, no, only now did they talk about the hydrangea throwing in Qinghe Town to attract relatives.

"My lord, can we get straight to the point?" Huang Ya wanted to cry but had no tears. He thought that the last time he met was already a strange thing, but he didn't expect it to be even worse this time.

"To the point?" Ye Wenqing paused, "Don't you need to know the cause and effect to deal with things? This is just the beginning of what I'm talking about, so I have to let you know, right? Otherwise, how would you understand my sorrow? "

Ye Wenqing's sentence "You don't understand my sorrow" knocked back Huang Fang's words.

Therefore, Huang Ya could only bite the bullet again and listen to how Ye Wenqing and his wife got acquainted and fell in love.

As the sun rose gradually and the fragrance of vegetables wafted in from the window, everyone realized that it was almost noon, and they had listened to the story for nearly an hour!

But listening to half of the story would suffocate people, so everyone held back and chose to finish listening.

Fortunately, an hour later, the story is finally coming to an end.

"Actually, I don't know why my guy ran away. He acted like a baby and tried to sleep with me the night before, but he disappeared when he woke up in the morning." Ye Wenqing held his forehead in distress, and took a sip of tea.

Huang Fang's lips were so dry that he had scolded Ye Wenqing countless times in his heart. When he finally finished speaking, he stopped cursing. He let out a long breath, pursed his lips, and asked, "My lord? It means your lady ran away in anger, doesn't she?"

"Angry?" Ye Wenqing was stunned for a moment, "I didn't say that my wife is angry. Daoist, did you not listen to me completely? Well, let me say it again."

"The one in my family is very good-looking, well-behaved, and obedient, but he is timid, oh yes, and loves to make trouble. Just a while ago, I was afraid that he would be wronged, so I went to see him, and then he Come and hug me..."

"Okay, okay, I know, I know." Huang Ya hurriedly interrupted Ye Wenqing, if he didn't stop Ye Wenqing, he would probably have to talk for a long time.

"You know?" Ye Wenqing flashed a smile in his eyes, but his face was suspicious, "Do you really know? But didn't you just say that my wife is angry? My wife is not angry. Are you sure?" Don't treat me like that, I'm a poor man too."

"A slip of the tongue." Huang Fang secretly tightened his hands hidden in his sleeves, he was really afraid that he would not be able to help but want to run away later, and at the same time regretted why he provoked Ye Wenqing.

"Oh~" Ye Wenqing dragged his tone and scratched his head feigning embarrassment, "The Taoist priest can continue."

Huang Fang took a deep breath, forced a smile with difficulty, and asked kindly: "What kind of rift did the young master have with Ling Nei that night? Or did she do something that made her unhappy?"

Ye Wenqing rubbed his chin, rolled his eyeballs, and thought: "I didn't do the unhappy things, I just did the things that made him happy, and I followed him whatever he wanted."

As soon as these words came out, everyone showed a tacit smile.

Huang Ya's face flushed, and he secretly scolded Ye Wenqing for being shameless, that the matter of the boudoir can be brought to the surface so casually.

Huang Fang coughed lightly, trying to change the subject to lighten the awkward atmosphere.

"Then what do you like?" Huang Fang asked.

Ye Wenqing pointed to himself: "Me, he likes me so much that he can't help himself, and he threatens that he must be me in this life. Well... I like him too, and I plan to be devoted to him forever."

Yellow Fang: "..."

I don't want to do this business!

Everyone couldn't hold it back this time, and laughed so hard that hearty laughter wafted through the entire teahouse, lingering endlessly.

"But Ling Nei still ran away?" Huang Fang couldn't help but poured a basin of cold water on him, feeling happy in his heart.

Ye Wenqing scratched her hair angrily: "Yes, so Taoist priest, can you help me? What do I have to do to make my wife come back?"

If I were your wife, I wouldn't come back!Shameless smelly thing, who cares!Huang Fang thought.

"Did the young master visit your father-in-law's house? Maybe he went back to his mother's house." Huang Ya asked responsibly with professional ethics.

Ye Wenqing shook his head: "His natal family is long gone, and he became my child bride-in-law when he was eight years old."

Yellow Fang: "..."

After a long silence, Huang Ya stood up and bowed deeply to Ye Wenqing: "I'm ashamed to say that this old man's abilities are limited, and I really can't help you, Young Master."

If he stayed any longer, he couldn't help but scold Ye Wenqing, he couldn't take it anymore!He can't make any money today, so he should find a place to stay.

"Hey, Daoist, don't go." Ye Wenqing quickly grabbed Huang Fang's sleeve and looked at him eagerly, "Daoist, do you think that my wife will not come back so you don't want to tell me? "

Huang Ya lowered his head and remained silent, he couldn't say that I don't want to cheat you of money, could he?

"Could it be true?" Ye Wenqing stared wide-eyed, with an expression of being struck by lightning, then slowly let go of his hand, lying on the table miserably, and choked up, "My wife really doesn't want me?" ? It’s so miserable, why am I so pitiful.”

Someone couldn't stand it anymore and urged Huang Ya: "Master Daoist, didn't you say you wanted to release him? Why are you leaving all of a sudden?"

"Yes, yes, could it be that you lied to him?"

"Giving hope and disappointing, aren't you stabbing the knife in the wound again?"

……

Everyone said a few words, and Huang Ya was terrified when he heard it. If he left like this today, then he would not gain a foothold in Tianji City. Everyone here is very rich, and he must not miss this opportunity to make money.

But seeing Ye Wenqing, Huang Fang felt another headache.

"Master Daoist, does my wife want me?" Ye Wenqing's eyes glistened with tears, and she played the infatuated man vividly.

Huang Ya thought about it, so he bent down and said truthfully in his ear: "Young master, I just came out to eat and eat. Your lord has a lot, so please forgive me this time. You accept the money, why don't you accept it?" Sample?"

Ye Wenqing clearly felt the sleeve being pulled down forcefully, and the money was stuffed into his hand, he weighed it, it was quite a lot.

"Master Dao, I'm not a liar." Ye Wenqing snorted aggrievedly.

Huang Fang lowered his voice again: "But I am. My son, your wife will definitely find it, so just treat it as a favor, can you let me go?"

Ye Wenqing's eyes turned: "Are you really a liar?"

Huang Fang nodded, didn't dare to stay any longer, picked up the flag and ran out.

Ye Wenqing buried his head under the table and laughed secretly, his shoulders trembled, everyone thought he was crying, and even comforted him very kindly.

Song Jihua shook his head helplessly, it was as expected.

Ye Wenqing almost smiled, thanked everyone who comforted him one by one, thought that it was time to find an inn to rest, but his eyes were attracted by the scene outside the window.