Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 3 003. A Dime
tell a story?
Hearing this, let alone other people, even the waiter's eyes became more curious.

In Li Zhen's eyes, one of the two newcomers should be very interested in what he said, and looked at him with doubts and curiosity.But the other uncle was worse.

After hearing his words, he didn't move his body, but turned his head back, and said to the waiter:
"A pot of tea will do."

fuck it.

How can this work?

Li Zhen quickly judged that this person might be in charge, and said quickly:

"Don't be too busy, sir. It's freezing cold. Drinking a pot of dry tea is meaningless. It's the most comfortable thing to have a plate of fried beans and listen to stories."

"..."

The middle-aged man with his back to Li Zhen heard this, turned his head to look at him again, and nodded:
"Adding a plate of fried beans."

"Okay, take your seat, guest officer, I'll be here right away."

The waiter left quickly, and Li Zhen's mind was at ease...

This pot of rough tea costs a penny, and a plate of beans costs a penny.Tea, he earns "3 cents", beans, he earns "7" cents.

This book has also been talked about, at least a penny is in hand.

This penny can be exchanged for a pancake, plus the lunch at noon, I won't be hungry tomorrow.

With this money as a base, he is not in a hurry.

As for storytelling, Li Zhen, who has spoken thousands of times in that world, understands that if people want to read stories, they can just buy a storybook.

Pingshu, what you listen to is praise, and what you listen to is commentary.

Wu commentary horses step on flying swallows, literary commentary is iron-clad.

So, he continued slowly:
"Everyone, what I'm talking about today is called Pingshu. You may have heard it fresh, but you thought that I am a poor Taoist priest, how can I dare to comment on the affairs of scholars without shame? Hey, this is the idea. Sanqing is above, monks do not lie. Books are written by sages, but this principle, in fact, all books are nothing more than the word "good". Don't care whether you are self-cultivation, governance, or peace, blame the root , nothing more than to make this world a better place... Hey, two uncles, sit down quickly, Xiao Er, someone is coming!"

Just as he was talking, two more people came in through the door.Shivering from the cold, Li Zhen knew at a glance that no matter whether these two people were drinking or doing something, at least the chaudouzi couldn't escape.

The waiter hurried out from the back hall to entertain, while Li Zhen continued:

"In short, whether it is a book or a story, it is the ultimate embodiment of the truth in this world. And today, let's not talk about the big truth, I will tell you a story. What is the story about? You Everyone has listened, one story, nine heads, thirteen lives. Don’t bother, let’s start now.”

He said here that the guests at the three tables were listening there just now.

No one interrupted either.

On the contrary, it feels quite fresh.

And the shop waiter didn't say that listening to a story today would cost money.

Well, since I didn't say it, I won't pay it even if I ask myself to pay for it.

Who told you not to agree in advance.

The two uncles who ordered a pot of tea and fried beans looked at each other without saying a word.

I heard Li Zhen rambling on like this:
"Everyone, where did this story happen? Hey, it happened in a city called BJ. Don't ask where it is, anyway, I made it up. Let's just tell this story. But it said that when this story happened, it was also in It's a very cold day. In the west of BJ City, there is a Zhenwu Temple. You know what Zhenwu Temple is, right? I won't explain it. By the way, it's very cold, according to the time , it’s Weishi. There’s a person at the gate of Zhenwu Temple.”

While talking, the new table guests also finished ordering.

Sure enough, Li Zhen made another seven cents.

He straightened his back a little more.

And these two people didn't know what he was doing. Seeing him babbling there, there was no food for this meeting, so they just listened to it.

"Here, this guy looks like he's in his thirties, not even forties. Ladies and gentlemen, as I said just now, it's cold. My lord, the clothes he's wearing are a bit thin at this time of year. Underfoot My soap boots are all threaded. Think about it, it’s winter, and the clothes you wear are thin, and your boots are leaking, so you don’t have much money.

I'm not afraid to tell you that if I was a Taoist priest on duty that day, I wouldn't take him out of the house if I looked at him like this.No matter whether he came to burn incense and pray to Buddha or hunt ghosts and catch demons, nothing could be fished out from this look.It’s true for a Taoist priest to take refuge on Wednesday, but I’m also cold when it’s cold, and I’m hungry even if I don’t have rice.I can't get along with him, can I?It would be best for him to go to some temple to trouble those bald donkeys, but don't bother me..."

"Hahaha~"

Hearing Li Zhen's words, a table of uncles couldn't help laughing.

At the same time, the old man who was drinking tea and eating beans with his back turned to him finally turned around.

Li Zhen smiled and nodded:
"Let's talk about who is this man? The book implies that this man's surname is Ma, and his name is Ma San'er. Where does he live? He lives outside BJ City. In the early years, Ma San'er's home was also in the city. Li. But he has a problem. He likes to gamble.

Ladies and gentlemen, as the saying goes: There is no winner in gambling for a long time.

If you get involved in this, even if you have tens of thousands of wealth, you will have to go to it sooner or later.So here is also a digression with you.You have money in your pocket, you sat in Tongfuju, ate and drank, and it fell into your stomach.Don't care if the meal is three or five bucks or two taels of silver.Remember, don't feel bad.After you eat and drink, the money is yours.But if you want to say where you gambled, the money will belong to someone else... Hey, that's getting too far.Speaking back. "

When he said these words, his tone was very straightforward, and the waiter at the side also nodded slightly after hearing it.

This sounds very comfortable.

exactly.

Come to us to eat and drink, not better than anything?
This poor Taoist is not bad, and he knows how to speak for us.

"Then why is this Ma San'er coming to Zhenwu Temple today? Asking for fortune-telling? Or is it because some bald donkey sees that he has no money and gives a bad move to harm us Taoist priests?"

"Pfft...hahahahaha..."

The uncle at the table ordering tea smiled even more happily.

And the corner of the other uncle's mouth is also twitching...

It seems to be suppressing myself.

Li Zhen waved his hand with a smile on his face:

"Neither. What are you here for? I came to see a good friend. He has two brothers who worship, Ma San'er is the third, and there are two older brothers in front. This uncle, surnamed Jia, is called Boss Jia. The second master's surname is Bo , called Boring Second. Ma San’er came looking for these two brothers, what are you doing? It’s almost the Chinese New Year, and I’m thinking about asking the two brothers to split up some money and buy something to go home, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t be able to pass this year.”

"I went to Uncle Jia's house first, and asked if my elder brother was there? My sister-in-law said no, so I went to the Zhenwu Temple to drink tea and chat with the old Taoist. I just found this place, and I plan to borrow some money from my elder brother."

As soon as the voice fell, a shout came from outside the door:
"Come unload the wine!"

(End of this chapter)