Rebirth of the Beast World: I am the favorite of the boss

"What are you thinking about?" Chu Changfeng rolled his eyes at him, "Sang Li and I have business to do."

"What kind of business is storytelling?"

"Why is making money not a serious business?"

Mo Zhixing muttered in a low voice, "What kind of male orc is Sang Li? He always goes to you just because of such a trivial matter. You like his storytelling. No matter how bad he is, you will still say good things about him. Accompany him like this." What else does he mean by practicing?"

Mo Zhixing complained non-stop.

Chu Changfeng nodded and said: "Indeed, I have liked Sang Li's storytelling from the very beginning. He thinks that this point is not enough and that point is not enough, I think it's okay, then think about it, is there any way to make Sang Li better?" good."

Mo Zhixing lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a while, then said: "Let him go to the restaurant to try storytelling. His job is to tell stories in the restaurant. Why don't you let him try there in advance."

"The cooks are still teaching the new cooks how to cook. It will take two more days for the restaurant to open."

"It's okay to try storytelling first, don't worry about eating first."

After thinking about it, Chu Changfeng agreed with Mo Zhixing's proposal.

After breakfast, Chu Changfeng and Mo Zhixing first went to the restaurant that was about to open.

The restaurant has been cleaned and the tables and chairs are new. According to Chu Changfeng's request, a small stage for storytelling was set up in the lobby on the first floor.

Chu Changfeng and Mo Zhixing came to the second floor, which was closer to the stage.

Not long after, the guards who went to find Sang Li brought Sang Li in front of them.

Chu Changfeng told Sang Li about his plan with Mo Zhixing.

When Sang Li heard the plan, he shook his head like a rattle, "Master Chu, I haven't practiced well yet, and I'm just starting to tell stories in the restaurant. If I don't speak well, what should I do if I don't come after the restaurant opens?"

"It's very simple." Mo Zhixing said coldly, "If it's because you have no customers in the storytelling restaurant, it's fine to fire you."

Sang Li: "..."

"Sang Li, your storytelling is for entertainment when the guests are not hungry, and the restaurant mainly focuses on eating. Even if your storytelling is not good, it will not affect my business." Chu Changfeng said warmly.

He also said: "You will be telling stories in this place in the future, and getting familiar with everything here before opening will also benefit your storytelling in the future. So, don't worry, don't worry."

Chu Changfeng's comfort made Sang Li's timidity disappear slowly, "Young Master Chu, I understand!"

"If you don't know, you can get out, the coaxing of the kitten should belong to me!" Mo Zhixing said slightly annoyed.

Chu Changfeng kicked him secretly, okay, talking nonsense.

"Sang Li, go to the stage and try it first," Chu Changfeng said.

Sang Li nodded in agreement, and he went back to the first floor and stood on the stage to start his storytelling.

Xu was nervous, Sang Li's voice was very low, and he couldn't hear anything on the second floor. Chu Changfeng asked him to raise his voice and corrected it a few times. Sang Li's voice could be heard even on the second floor when it was quiet. arrive.

After talking for a while, Sang Li suddenly paused, raised his head and shouted towards Chu Changfeng and the others: "Master Chu, I feel so embarrassed standing on the stage like this, can I hold the book in my hand?"

"Tsk, what a lot of things!" Mo Zhixing looked at Sang Li more and more, how could he waste the kitten's time like this?

Chu Changfeng thought about it, and the storyteller would always have an origami fan and a gavel in his hand.

Sang Li was really embarrassed to stand on the stage like this.

Chu Changfeng asked the guard to find a piece of wood for Sang Li, and then asked the guard to bring paper and pens, drew the shape and structure of the origami fan on the paper, and handed it to the guard, saying: "Go to the craftsman and ask if you can follow Make a fan out of paper, and use paper and bamboo as the material.”

The shape of the origami fan is drawn on the paper, and the method of making it is written, as long as the craftsman can read and write, he can make it.

The guard found a small long wooden board for Sang Li outside. Sang Li didn't know why he gave him the board, but after having something in his hands, Sang Li felt much more at ease, and his state of storytelling also improved a lot.

Chu Changfeng could hear it, and said to the guard: "Open the door of the restaurant, go to the market and tell me, the Mojia restaurant invites people to listen to books for free, and also provides tea and fruits, but people who enter the restaurant must be quiet, whoever makes noise Just get out."

"Young Master Chu, we don't have tea, melons and fruits in our store," the guard said.

Chu Changfeng said: "The opposite is the tea shop, they have it, let them deliver it, and we will pay them in the evening."

When the guard heard Chu Changfeng's arrangement, he immediately went out to do it.

Chu Changfeng asked another guard to inform Sang Li, asking him to take a break and tell stories in front of other people.

After getting the news, Sang Li immediately became nervous.

The door of the restaurant opened, and the guards went to the opposite tea shop to ask for tea, melons and fruits and put them on each table. Not long after, half-orcs came in one after another. There were quite a few children. After all, all the adults were here Busy, so the children are relatively free.

As soon as the children walked into the restaurant, the quiet restaurant suddenly became noisy. Seeing so many children, Sang Li felt even more nervous when he recalled the frustrated memories of the previous few days.

Just at this moment, Chu Changfeng saw a few noble gentlemen walking in with skewers. They looked around and finally went up to the second floor and entered the wing room next to Chu Changfeng and Mo Zhixing.

They opened the window, and the voices came over.

"What is the young master of the Mo family doing recently? With so many tricks, I have never heard of this storyteller."

"After a while, don't you know what storytelling is?"

"Speaking of which, what's the matter with First Young Master Mo? You're so lucky, where can you find such a powerful cook for him, and the barbecue they make is so delicious that I don't even want to leave the city that never sleeps."

"The inn has been much more comfortable recently. When I first came here, I was so angry that I wanted to smash the inn."

"Why is there no buddy? Every table on the first floor has food and drink, why is there no table for this young master? Buddy, buddy!"

Mo Zhixing made a look at Zhao Yixiu, and Zhao Yixiu went out to the next room knowingly.

The lobby of the restaurant was already full of people, but the people who came only wanted to eat, and they were noisy.

Sang Li looked at the noisy crowd with a blank head, his eyes were confused, he didn't know what to do?

He raised his head and looked towards Chu Changfeng.

Chu Changfeng gave him a mouth shape: You can solve it yourself.

Sang Li looked at the crowd helplessly, then looked at the wooden plank in his hand, his eyes fell on the guardrail of the stage, the wooden plank hit the guardrail, and a loud "pop" attracted everyone's attention.

"Guests, now is the time for storytelling. Please calm down and listen to a story. Anyone who makes noise will be expelled from the shop. Therefore, if you want to eat and drink for free in this shop, please keep quiet, thank you."

The children in the lobby left and quieted down, gnawing on the melons and fruits and dared not talk anymore, for fear that there would be nothing to eat.

When Chu Changfeng saw Sang Li controlling the field, he suddenly realized, "Yes, you can ask the blacksmith to make a gong, and when the story begins, I will ring the gong to inform everyone, and it is arranged."