Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 2 002. "Nine Heads Case"

QM County is a border town to defend against the invasion of the monster clan. Because the surrounding terrain is high and has the ability to look out, there are border troops stationed all year round. Therefore, over time, some people who do business with the border troops settled here. Slowly, a town became Arise in this far west.

As for the monster race...

Don't say that Li Zhen hasn't seen it.

It is estimated that if you ask ten people, ten people will have to say they don't know.

It is said that after they were driven away by Da Neng, they have not appeared for many years.

Although this world is a bit similar to the Sui Dynasty before he traveled here, some details are still different according to his understanding.The Yaozu came to commit this kind of thing...it was still too illusory for him.And, he wasn't interested in seeing him either.

People who are about to starve to death, who cares if the Yaozu will come?

If the Yaozu really came, there would be frontier troops blocking them. If the frontier troops couldn't stop them, they could still count on Ta Da Da.If the tower is too big to stop... it will die.

It's not shabby to lie flat on such a scholar's business.

Early the next morning, shivering all the way down the mountain wrapped in tattered Taoist robes, Li Zhen came to the busy street on the West Market side.

At the entrance of the street, an old woman with her back on her back and one hand missing immediately folded her "hands" together when she saw him, as if she was going to bow to Li Zhen.

There is no way, hunchback, you have to bend down when you see everyone.

"Li Daochang."

"Hey, Layman Zheng, have you eaten yet?"

Li Zhen responded.

"……what?"

The old woman obviously didn't adapt to this kind of address of modern people, and the ancients were still simple after all. Although Daoist Li spoke a bit weirdly, she was also a Taoist priest after all.

Hearing Li Zhen's words, thinking that he was going to ask for alms, the only remaining hand tremblingly took out a broken handkerchief from his bosom, biting the few yellow teeth left, he was willing to go all out, and after unfolding the handkerchief , there is half a pancake that looks like there is some bran in it.

"Li Daochang, take half of it. Business is not good today..."

Li Zhenxin said that you are half a dollar.

Although the saliva was secreting, he still waved his hand and nodded in return:

"I have received the layman's wishes, I have eaten, and I am not hungry."

This Granny Zheng is also a hard-working person, and one of the few people who still superstitiously believes that donating some incense money in her virginity will be able to invest in a good family in the next life.The child was picked up by the wolf, and the wife went to avenge, and by the way, collected the bones for the son, and gave it to him for nothing.Only she was left behind as a poor person who took a granddaughter and earned a few big bucks by washing and washing clothes for the frontier army.

But it's also off season.

Whether or not I can survive this winter is another matter.

Lonely and alone, he really couldn't talk when he was hungry.

And... when the master died, the clean clothes on his body were still left by his wife.

It's really hard to catch a person and squeeze him to death.

And it was almost time for this meeting, he said directly to this Granny Zheng:

"Mother-in-law, let's do this for now. I'll treat you to dinner another day... Uh... Blessings of the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Lay Zheng, the poor Taoist has some mundane matters, so let's just say goodbye."

As he spoke, he nodded and walked quickly towards the West Market.

……

In the west city, there are few people.

God, it's getting colder and colder.This will be because no one is willing to go out. Those who go out at this time are either some merchants and wealthy households who are willing to come out for a glass of wine, and look at those people who are still struggling in the ground to find some sense of superiority, and by the way, have some fun...

Or there is a little spare money in the pocket, and the bored idler is really suffocating at home.

There is no way, this place of Qiemo...or in this era, for this small town, the entertainment method is too single.

In winter, I can only drink and go to the brothel, but when I visit the brothel, I have to give way to the group of frontier army masters... Maybe I will lose a front tooth and run out of the half-closed door with bare buttocks... I'm talking, during the day What kind of brothel are you visiting?Don't feel cold ass?
And it is also in this unique season that the owner of the restaurant I want to go to will "be merciful" and let me go there to talk for a long time.

I have to hurry up.

Otherwise, if he was late, he might not need tomorrow, and he would starve to death tonight.

Li Zhen wrapped her clothes tightly and walked quickly towards the restaurant next to the city wall in the West Market.

The words are divided into two parts.

At the gate of Qiemo Ximen, two plainly dressed middle-aged women were discussing in a very low-key manner.

Although not ugly, one of the women, who was not ugly, looked at the situation, pointed to the plaque of a family named "Tongfu Ju", and whispered to another unattractive woman:

"Sister, come to this restaurant to inquire about news?"

The other woman looked up and then nodded:

"Find a no-man's place, change into a man's skin, and keep a low profile. We were almost discovered last night. We have a mission, so don't cause trouble. Find out the situation in this city first, and then investigate tonight!"

"Mmmmm~"

The middle-aged woman's voice was crisp, but fleeting:
"Know it."

"Shut up! Go!"

Another woman took her and walked quickly towards the alley.

……

"Hiss~ It smells so good."

As soon as he entered the restaurant, Li Zhen smelled noodles... no, soup cakes.

That smell is so delicious...

"Cuckoo~"

Li Zhen, who was groaning hungry, looked down at his tattered Taoist robe, and sighed again from the bottom of his heart.After seeing Li Zhen, the waiter in the shop quickly ran over:
"Daozhang Li is here."

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate."

Li Zhen nodded in return:

"Pindao came here at the appointment of shopkeeper Qu. May I ask if shopkeeper Qu is here?"

"The shopkeeper is not here."

Xiao Er shook his head:
"A group of frontier soldiers came to drink last night. There was not enough wine this morning. The shopkeeper went to Li Shaoguo to buy wine. But I also ordered before leaving, and the table has been set up for you, here."

Following the direction pointed by the waiter in the shop, Li Zhen saw a set of small tables and chairs placed on the only way to the kitchen.

"The shopkeeper said, according to the agreement with the Taoist chief, counting from the time the Taoist chief started telling the story, the price of fried beans sold is 7% for the Taoist chief, and 3% for the tea. The wine does not count, and the meat and vegetables do not count. Forget it, soup and food are not counted either. After the Taoist priest finishes speaking, I can help you walk around, if there is a guest official who is willing to reward you, we will split the bill fifty-fifty, and you will have a bowl of soup cakes at noon, right?"

"Correct."

Li Zhen nodded and turned to look at the set of tables and chairs...

The location is bad enough.

The coldest place in the house is near the kitchen door.

Because it is necessary to serve food, it is often switched on and off, and there is no heat at all.

But there is no way...

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

So I didn't say much, I just hoped that there would be more guests in a while.

A plate of fried beans costs one penny, and as long as three tables of customers order it, I can earn two pennies.

If I can eat enough at noon, I can live an extra day tomorrow with just these two pennies.

So he nodded to Xiao Er:
"Then I'll just sit there and tidy up, and then I'll start talking when I think it's almost done."

"The Taoist priest is free, I will go to the back to help."

The waiter in the shop didn't have any good feelings or bad feelings for Li Zhen, and he just followed orders.

It's not the master's time yet, hurry to the back and work for a while, lest the shopkeeper come back and say that he is lazy.

……

Sitting on the chair, Li Zhen touched his arms and took out a roll of white cloth.

This was torn from the banner at Master's funeral.Tear it up Tear it up and use it as a handkerchief, there is no other way, just make the best use of it.

And inside the handkerchief is a piece of Xingmu from Guanli.

Xingmu is not only used by people in the quyi industry, but also by people in other industries.

In the end, there are two branches, one end is tied together with a straw rope, and the other end is wrapped with a piece of white cloth, barely spliced ​​together to form a boneless fan.

And this white cloth...

Don't ask, and handkerchief is a mother.

I didn't have money to buy a fan, so I DIYed this one myself.

No matter what, with these three props, my book can be said.

After he finished fiddling with it, he looked left and right... He got up and took a pottery bowl from the counter that he didn't know if it was clean or not, found a teapot, poured a bowl of water from it and put it on the side of the table.

That's all.

During the whole process, the people at the two tables showed no interest in him.

As if this poor Taoist priest did not exist.

As for Li Zhen, he didn't speak directly.

Tongfuju has two floors, and the upper floors are all private rooms, so there will be no one here.

Even if there are people, they may not come to listen to the book.

Treat guests to dinner, close the door and talk about your own affairs.

So not his main potential user.

And neither were the guests at the two tables.

Drinking only dare to sip, it is still the worst dirty wine.

There are not many dishes, one plate of fried beans is eaten by two people, and the other table also ordered a bitter dish that is the same price as fried beans.

The unseen will be spending money.

What's more, the profession of "storyteller" does not exist in the current Sui Dynasty.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. He doesn't expect others to give a reward, but he just hopes that guests will come in as soon as possible. When it comes to ordering food, he can talk about it himself, and he can earn "0.7" copper coins first no matter what.

And it's a coincidence.

Just as he was sitting here shivering from the cold, two people entered through the door.

Immediately, Li Zhen regained her spirits.

I took a look at these two people... Although they are ordinary, at least they can order fried beans, right?That thing is a magic weapon for drinking.

So he quickly sat upright, and at the same time helped him shout:

"Xiao Er, there are guests."

"Ai~~~~"

Hearing the movement, the waiter, whose hands were still wet, hurried in from the back door, and said enthusiastically after seeing the two of them:
"Guest officer, please come inside. Please sit down~"

The two of them didn't answer the conversation, but after looking around the environment, they directly followed the guidance of the waiter and sat on a table by the window.

"What would you like to eat? Look at the eyes, the wine in our Tongfuju is pretty good..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a "pop"!
The movement was so abrupt that everyone in the room immediately focused their attention on Li Zhen.

I saw the young Taoist priest with the patch on his Taoist robe sitting upright, not looking sideways, and copying a piece of black lacquered wooden tongue in his hand:
"Difficult, difficult, difficult."

"...?"

"??"

"????"

"..."

All the guests in the room were dumbfounded.

What does this person do?
It's eating and drinking, what's the point of letting a bull nose in?
But at this moment, I heard Li Zhen continue to say:

"Dao Dexuan."

"If you don't have a bosom friend, you can't talk about it."

"By the way, let's talk about a few words..."

"It's useless not to have a bosom friend~~~"

Xingmu picked it up, and under the astonished and bewildered eyes of everyone, he landed on the table in a gentle manner:

"Snapped!"

"Tongue!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

It was quiet.

The first two tables of guests were dumbfounded.

What the hell is this?
Say what?

What are you doing?

However, the two guests who came in the latest looked at each other with a look of vigilance in their eyes.

Li Zhen didn't know about all this.

After he finished the opening poem, he lowered his head and moved Xingmu to the same level as the fan and handkerchief according to his habit.

Looking up again, he looked at the astonished crowd and said with a smile:

"Scared everyone? Everyone, don't panic, don't be too busy. Are you thinking that I, a stinky Taoist priest, babbled a sour poem here early in the morning, what am I doing? Ha~ it doesn't matter."

He waved his hand to everyone:

"This is a long story to talk about, but the child has no mother. But we have to go back. Let's talk about what I do first."

He smiled slightly:
"Everyone, don't think I'm a Taoist priest, but I'm a Taoist today. I don't care about fortune, and I don't show Fengshui to others. Today, you all are here. I am a storyteller."

After finishing speaking, he subconsciously wanted to pick up the fan...

You can act stiff.

No, this fan is too embarrassing now.

Can only give up.

Embarrassed but polite, he smiled slightly, and cupped his fists at the two of them:
"The two new guests, order food first, order a pot of tea, and order a stack of fried beans. Today, let me tell you a story about nine heads and thirteen lives!"

　Although he is a newcomer, he is also an old author with tens of millions of characters.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)