Bailuyuan, I am Bai Xiaowen

Chapter 10 Good Speaking

The old storyteller has been looking at the manuscript Bai Xiaowen gave him for several days.

The more I look at it, the better I feel.

After all, it's a bit old.

It is also a challenge for him to memorize the manuscript of more than 2 words.

Young people have better memories.

But he is different. This is his job. He may not be good at remembering other things. As for storytelling, he combined some of his own methods. It took him several days to memorize more or less [-] words. Eighty-eight.

What I talked about before was Yue Fei's biography, the generals of the Yang family, the Three Kingdoms, and the Water Margin.It's the first contact with Legend of the Condor Heroes, so it needs to be practiced well.

You have to be sure and feel that your speech is wonderful before you can go outside to tell a story.

The old man also has a job. He works as a storyteller in a tavern in the town. The owner of the tavern will give him a few pennies and a meal of food and drink as wages. In addition, the tips from customers and listeners are all considered the old man's wages.

The old man said books are good for taverns.

It can attract more customers and maintain old customers.

It's a win-win situation.

Generally, the old man goes to Bailu Town twice a week.Storytelling in the tavern.

Went there early in the morning.

There are already seven or eight people in the tavern, that is, two or three tables.

There were also some wine drinkers watching from outside.

For a tavern, a lot of people means a lot of people.

The more people there are, the better it is for the tavern.

Although they were not drinking, the proprietor of the tavern would not drive people away.

In later generations, those restaurants would even ask them to come over for a meal to boost their popularity and create a good business look.For guests, the more people there are in a restaurant, the more customers like to go there.

One is that more people represent delicious food.

The other is pyrotechnic.I generally don't like restaurants that are too deserted.

The old man prepared for a while and then started, "Everyone, when we read the book, Yue Fei held the wine glass in his hand and looked hesitant on his face.

Snapped!The general slapped the table abruptly and shouted: How can a rich family like you not have a singer?Could it be that you are deliberately neglecting us military masters because you think they are not good enough?
A few guards standing outside the hall rushed in and grabbed the general named Han Shunfu. "

"Old Yangtou, what's next, why don't you talk about it anymore."

The storyteller's old man's surname is Yang.

There are two brushes.

But not many people listened.

Just because the story is relatively old.

They are all Yue Fei, General Yang, Three Kingdoms, and Water Margin.The people here, the Chinese, basically know these stories.Whether it can be wonderful depends on the ability of the storyteller.

"Wait a minute, I'll drink some water to moisten my throat."

After taking a sip of tea, I continued: "Next, I will tell you a new story. This story is called Legend of the Condor Heroes, and it also happened during the Song Dynasty.

The mighty water of the Qiantang River bypasses Niujia Village in Lin'an Prefecture on Liangzhe West Road day and night endlessly, and flows eastward into the sea.

Zhu Cong was afraid that he would jump up again after falling down, so he picked up a fan and leaned over to touch the acupuncture points on his chest. Suddenly he saw his left hand moving slightly and knew something was wrong. He stretched out his right arm to cover his chest and felt a rash on his lower abdomen. Pushed hard, it immediately flew backwards and flew out.

Before the person even hit the ground, blood was already spurting out from his mouth.Qiu Chuji's internal strength training was the authentic martial arts of the Quanzhen sect taught by his ancestors. Although his body could hardly move, the internal strength he had accumulated during the day was profound, and a single strike with one palm was indeed no small feat. "

"it is good!"

"Well said!"

It's really wonderful, the descriptions of these fights are extremely detailed, as if they can put people into it.

Every move is exquisite, and a fighting scene can be naturally formed in the mind.

For the common people in the tavern, this kind of story is much more exciting than the biography of Yue Fei just told.

Old Yangtou was quite satisfied when he heard their cheers.

It took a lot of work to write these down.

Some of the martial arts, moves and descriptions, it is not so simple to memorize all of them.

The payoff was also excellent, at least the audience liked it.

For artistic performers like them, money can be put aside temporarily, and the audience's satisfaction is the most important thing.

"Old Yang, keep talking."

He has been speaking for an hour.

About [-] words were spoken.

The Legend of the Condor Heroes is a popular novel, the most popular among the public.

But there are not many people who can read and write. Storytellers like Lao Yangtou are among the few who can read in rural areas.

Bai Jiaxuan, the patriarch of Bailu Village, is very far-sighted. He set up a school in the village. Please sir, this is something that is beneficial to future generations.

"Old Yangtou, why don't you continue talking? I'm really fascinated by it."

"It's time, so I'll talk about it in two days."

"It's about time, Lao Yang, please work harder and tell us."

Then I threw a few pennies over.

"It's not easy either, Lao Yang, this is a reward, please tell me a little more."

Then several more people gave money.

Not much, just a dozen articles in total.

It's not a lot, that's about ten bowls of noodles.

You can't make this kind of money in normal times.

This made the old storyteller feel quite excited.

He immediately started talking again.

Look out at this time, there are many people.

Some people were attracted by the roadside.

This tavern has a house inside and two tables outside.

It's easy to see what's going on inside.

There are passers-by outside who are wondering: "Why are there so many people inside?"

"I'm listening to a book."

"It's nothing more than some old-fashioned stories about the Water Margin of the Three Kingdoms. It's something children listen to. There are so many people?"

"The applause from so many people is probably really good, let's go and have a look."

The more people there are, the more attractive it is.

A few more went in.

"What story is this telling? I haven't heard it before."

"I'm sorry, I've only been here not long ago, but this is indeed a good point."

It doesn't matter if you come in and listen to it halfway, but it will be more comfortable to hear it from the beginning to the end.

Just like watching TV in the later generations, if you don’t watch the previous plot, you will continue to watch it later, if there is an impact, you will still be interested in watching it.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"Wonderful."

Old Yang continued to talk for about twenty minutes and then stopped.

From morning to noon, my mouth was dry and I was ready to leave.

Someone said to him: "I came to listen to it halfway, and I didn't hear the previous content. Old Yang, can you tell this paragraph again next time?"

Old Yangtou: "Okay, okay, I will talk about it again some time."

It was exactly what he wanted.

Bai Xiaowen only gave a total of more than 2 words of manuscript.

The ability to tell stories by oneself can be expanded to [-] to [-] words.

But in more than two hours today, I covered nearly half of the content.

The rest can only be told twice more.

I am preparing to repeat it.

Just like Yue Fei and the general of the Yang family, he repeated the story several times.

Seeing that the results were good today, I was thinking about going to the county seat to try the results.Bailu Town is no match for Zishui County.

(End of this chapter)