“Oh, hey!”The storyt-old man took a picture of the stone, and the tea room was quiet, almost silent.

The guests in the second floor, the guest in the box were talking and laughing, and the maid was waiting.They come here to consume and entertain not just for listening.Three or two young men looked down the corridor.

The storyteller was shocked by the wood, the sleeves flew, and preached: "Speaking of the North Anniversary, the opening palace Yin Baosheng Baolongtu ..."

He said the North Zhou version of the "seven men and five righteousness", Bao Qingtian, Zhan, Zhaozhao, the story of the dynasty, Mahan, the golden mausoleum and so on.

When he heard a few words, he felt unsmelly.

Literary works in the single on the smoothness of the single theory, is definitely the future of the future of the network.At present, there is still a certain degree of gap in the performance of the novel.After all, pure y-text is not yet alive.

Even if it is a masterpiece such as Jinbo Mei, in fact, the artistic achievement lies in the description of the life of the Ming Dynasty, which helps the future generations to understand the society of the Ming Dynasty.And the golden bottle plum in the harem and hello, and the dragon proud heaven, the king movement or almost mean.

The story was tasteless, and Jia Huan pondered the matter of punishing Mrs. Wang.The Queen’s feelings are second.The day of copying is hard.

This matter is divided into two points: First of all, Wang Xifeng designed him at the same time, but also indirectly helped him to make a name for himself in Jiafu, so that he "punish" Zhang's mother-in-law's gains to maximize.

Secondly, Wang Xifeng occupied a rise in the wind, should be dark and proud, and he will not continue to "chase" him for the time being.

In this precious gap, he must seize the time to complete his own money-making plan.As a capital to resist the next pressure of the sister.

In Jiafu, the general background is Jia Ma, the ruler is Mrs. Wang, Wang Xifeng can only be regarded as a "double red stick" level hitter.Unsurprisingly, if the powerful and nobles of the Jiafu government are to be suppressed, Wang Xifeng will be a "pioneer".

Jia Huan gently sip tea, asked Hu Xiaojie, "Little four, when will the five small stoves be ready?"

Speaking of his own masonry life, Hu Xiaosi was handy, swallowing the bread in his mouth indiscriminately, and said, "Tomorrow you can do it tomorrow."

Jia Huan nodded, “Send to the second door immediately after doing a good job.”I have a lot of use.”

Hu Xiaoyi nodded, "Master, rest assured, my father did a good job, I will send it."

At this time, the story of the story of the story came to an end, and sat down to rest for a while.There were a few people in the hall on the first floor who were still in the room, "Sir, one more paragraph."

"Yes, it's the crucial time to close the scene, isn't this the appetite of the people?"

“Hurry up, hurry up.”Someone patted the table.

There is no noise, but it is actually the recognition and promotion of the storyteller.Who wants to wait and listen?The storytator who was resting smiled, made a grin to the surrounding group, and said a few scenes to appease the audience.

Jia Huan beckoned, let the shop running office man come over, first reward him more than a dozen times, smiled: "I want to talk to the best storytator in your shop, do you know that the second brother is convenient to hand over a sentence?"

The running office clerk was thin and tall, received a reward for the money, and the enthusiastic smile pointed to the more than 40-year-old storytaker who was drinking tea and resting at the desk five meters away, and said, "This young master, Mr. Luo over there is the best storytator in the tea house in our Xijiang Yue tea house."Wait a minute, I'll ask."

Jia Huan nodded and smiled, "You said I had something to sell here, please see."

“The good one!”The running-house clerk responded skillfully, trotted to Mr. Luo, and handed a word.Mr. Luo looked at Jia Huan here for a few eyes, and asked a few more words, and a moment later, Mr. Luo put down the tea bowl and walked slowly over.

The layout of the tea house is square, and the central position is the book table.The box on the second floor and the yaza are also surrounded by the lecture table.Mr. Luo moved, and the waiting audience looked at him curiously.See Mr. Luo walking to a table in Jiahuan: a combination of a child, two teenagers, and a middle-aged man, talking about their way.

In full view of the public, Zhao Guoji, Hu Xiaoyi, Qian Hu Deng was somewhat unnatural.The unnaturalness of money is more excitement.And Jasper sat quietly.It was just a small scene for him.

Mr. Luo is about 40 years old, a blue shirt, white beard.As soon as his eyes were swept away, he fell on the 8-year-old boy Jia Huan.He read countless people, and at a glance, it can be seen that the little boy dressed as a reader is led by several people.He said, “This little friend, please.”

“Mr. Luo, long-time name.”Jia Huan stood up and said politely, "I have a word here that I want to sell, please see Mr. Luo."

He said that he would hand over the three-nations he had modified to Mr. Luo.

“Oh?”Mr. Luo is a storytator, likes a good storybook, the current curiosity to take over the book, a look at the beginning of the Linjiang Xian: rolling the Yangtze River east of the water, the waves of the hero..., the face has become a little disdainful, he also thought it is a new word book.Turn over again, look back than the market is less common, said: "Little friends, the three countries of the words are in the market, you cut the version of the words are afraid that you can't sell out."

Mr. Luo sighed and sadly returned the binding book in his hand to Jia Huan.

Jia Huan did not answer, smiled and said, "Mr. Luo may wish to start from the fifth three English war Lu Bu."

Mr. Luo hesitated and saw Jia Huan's firm look, "Okay!"Then turn over the book in your hand, and this look will be immersed in it.Wen Liquor Huaxiong, three English war Lu Bu, a high tide followed, reading is very fast.

“All right!”Mr. Luo read the wonderful place and the case was called.The story of the three countries has a long history.The people can say a few words.For example, grass ships borrow arrows, fire camps, Changsakapo war, death of Zhou Lang and so on.A lot of it is a daily word.

However, as a storytocator, he knows all too well the effect of the ordering of the story on the overall effect.This simplified version of the Three Kingdoms, the writing is not delayed.A story of the main line, bearing and turning, ups and downs, wonderful, tiger head and leopard tail.I want to finish reading in one breath.

“Good book!”Mr. Luo's voice alarmed the people of the tea house.

Seeing the noise of the people, Mr. Luo returned to God from the book, and handed the book to Jia Huan, saying, "This little friend, let's talk somewhere else."The group held its fists and raised its voice: "In the next thing to deal with a little private matter, you old and young masters have invited."

“All right.”Jasper smiled and stood up.He had confidence in his revamped Three Kingdoms.

The Chinese language is vast and profound, and the order is quite exquisite.At that time, Zeng Guofu wrote a report to the Qing court, changing the "repeated defeat" to "repeated defeats and repeated battles", which can be called the finishing touch.

Now, Jia Huan has adapted the three-state version that has been the most widely circulated and tested time in modern times, and the results obtained are similar to Zeng Wenzheng's report.

Qian Hu and Hu Xiaoqi looked at the back of Mr. Luo's departure with great surprise.Look at me, Grandpa is great.

Mr. Luo was a little proud, but now he is in uniform.There seems to be a lot of hope for selling books!

...

Jia Huan took Zhao Guoji and followed Mr. Luo to the main hall through the tea house and took a seat in a small room in the partial hall.

The small room is elegantly furnished, and the walls are hung with books.The spring morning sun comes through the window, and the air is fresh.

Mr. Luo greeted Jia Huan to take a seat and exchanged names, so he said, “Jia Xiaoyou, this three-country interpretation reads very well, you are going to sell it to... sell it to me?”

He smiled, “That’s it.Even the best of the popular interpretation must also be known.Mr. Luo estimated how much silver I could sell for this book?”

He expected to sell one or two silver coins.

The monetary system of the Zhou Dynasty, the money is expensive, one or two silver coins are about 1500 yuan, and the market is different everywhere.According to the price of rice, one or two silver is about 1,000 yuan in 2016.

In ancient times, there was no copyright protection, and selling books was a hammer sale.Therefore, the value of the new version of the Three Kingdoms has been weakened.

To the surprise of Jia Huan, Mr. Luo laughed bitterly and said, “The little friend of Cheng Mengjia can see.”But I’m just a storyt-old, and I’m just a storyt-old every day.Buy the book, the power is not caught.My husband has to sell books to find our home.Wait a minute, and I'll talk to the owner."

He nodded, “Okay.”

Looking at the situation, Mr. Story is dependent on the survival of the tea house, rather than the relationship with the tea house cooperation.He did not expect the West River Tea House to be such a business model.This is the reddest tea house in Chicago.

Obviously, if you cooperate with Mr. Teller, linking his salary to the effect of the story, it is more possible to mobilize the enthusiasm of the storytender.

Immediately, Jia Huan self-deprecatingly touched his forehead, and thought of the business model and other issues when he did not pay attention.What a tired life.I’m not used to my current, slow-paced life.

Mr. Luo did not move for half a day after leaving, Zhao Guoji was a little unsatisfied, looked at the elegant environment, lowered his voice and said, "Huan Ge, will this business be yellow?"At the bottom of Jasmine’s house, he has a number in mind.If you pay a small stove with the usual money to the old Hu, Jia Huanfu almost has no money.

"It's okay.Uncle.I'm just testing the market."Jia Huan said with a smile, his head is not only a three-nation book, "here can not sell out, let's go to other places to see."For example, the bookstore.”

Zhao Guoji was reassured.Jia Huan's thinking is clear, not like an 8-year-old child.He was more and more impressed in his heart.

...

Say it on two sides.

Mr. Luo, the storytator of Xijiang Yue Tea House, came out from the Ya of the hall, and said to a familiar storytator, explaining that he helped to say a rescue first, and hurriedly went to the young owner's house.

Mr. Luo asked a few small people and entered the "West" box on the east side of the second floor of the tea house.

The rooms are spacious and beautifully furnished.A set of chairs in the middle.The words on the wall are from the original home.There was a faint voice from the book.Quietly elegant.

The young owner and a white-clean middle-aged man in their forties were talking and tasting tea together.Of course, it is a business that has nothing to do with books.

"Here comes Mr. Luo."The owner of Xijiang Yue Tea House is surnamed Lin, Shaodongjia Linxin is the second son of Lin Xinyuan outside the forest, 16 years old this year, is the Beijing teacher Shuntianfu Wanping County child.I often walk around the tea house.

Mr. Luo's real name is Luo Tianrui, and he is a child who has passed the county test and the government test.Just old age, no intention, and changed to a book to support the family.

But anyone who reads a book can be called a child.But the real child is actually a reader who tests the county and the government to try both.

Therefore, Luo Tianrui, a real child, has a lot of face in front of Lin Xinyuan's fake child.

Luo Tianrui saluted the young owner Lin Xinyuan, saw that the young owner did not continue to talk, he knew that it was to avoid him, and said: "Shao Dongjia, downstairs a small friend."He brought an adaptation of the Three Kingdoms and wanted to sell us a tea house, and I came to ask the young owner to decide."