The emperor held a banquet to welcome King Zhenxi and invited his family to the palace for the banquet.
Yuanxin couldn't shirk it and went with him.
After Yuan Xin left, Meng Han had no playmates and was bored staying alone in the house, so he also went out shopping.
The days without Yuanxin really lacked a lot of fun.
Menghan thought about how low-ambition she was.
I am a young man from the 21st century who has received higher education.
I am living a miserable life with a wealthy son-in-law.
Is it okay?
It would be too unpromising, and I would be so sorry for my college diploma, even though it is only a second copy.
I’m also sorry that God allowed me to come to ancient times for this journey.
What are you doing, having some fun?
Menghan thought about it and walked into a teahouse, "Huitingxuan".
She found an empty table on the second floor and sat quietly, ordered a pot of tea and two plates of snacks, and listened to the storyteller in the hall downstairs.
After several cups of tea, the storyteller ended with the sentence "If you want to know what happened next time, please listen to the explanation next time."
A few people here and there who were giving rewards took out some scattered silver coins and said impatiently, "Okay, let's get down quickly."
To say that they were giving rewards was more like driving him away.
The stage was empty for a while, but no one came up.
Someone got anxious and shouted: "Where's Zhou Sipin, why haven't you come up yet?"
"That's right, I've been waiting for a long time."
"I came here specially to listen to the teacher's story.
It's not every day.
Is that what he said?"
Meng Han looked around and realized that there were many more people than when she arrived, and they were all in high spirits.
It seemed that this Zhou Sipin was quite powerful, Meng Han guessed.
Amid the shouting, a middle-aged man came up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, everyone, Mr.
Zhou can't come today.
I'm the shopkeeper of this teahouse.
Tea is half price today.
Do you think it's appropriate?"
” No way, Meng Han secretly marveled at such a grand event, I'm afraid most of Tingxuan's business this time was solicited by Zhou Sipin.
Unexpectedly, there were still people in the audience who didn't buy it and shouted, "Why don't you come?
Sir, I've been waiting for a long time, but you just dismissed me by saying you can't come."
The shopkeeper bowed his hands and apologized, "Please calm down, Mr.
Zhou's voice is broken.
Even if he comes here, I'm afraid he won't be able to speak.
Mr.
Haihan, when Mr.
Zhou gets better, let him speak a few more paragraphs."
"How did he do it?
If a storyteller doesn't protect his voice, he doesn't want to make money anymore."
"Excuse me, waiter, I'll give you some tea soon."
The shopkeeper slipped down, and the audience was buzzing with confusion.
Some people sighed, some yelled, and some stood up to leave.
The shopkeeper shook his head.
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Menghan slapped the table and stood up, "Everyone, how about I tell you a story?"
It's not a problem for me, Yao Menghan, to name a few TV series, novels, and movies that I have watched.
Everyone looked towards the second floor.
Meng Han felt a little nervous for a moment, coughed slightly to calm down, and went downstairs amidst the discussion.
"You can tell a story."
"Young girl is very courageous.
Do you know whose scene you are accepting?"
"You are young and have read a few books.
What stories can you tell?"
As soon as Meng Han walked onto the stage, the shopkeeper came after her, "Girl, please don't ruin my place."
"Anyway, you don't have anyone to talk about books now, right?
It's boring for everyone to just sit around.
Why don't you just listen to my gossip.
If you think I'm not good at speaking, just kick me out at any time.
If I speak well, I'll give you all the rewards.
What do you think, shopkeeper?"
"Okay, please do it, girl."
The shopkeeper weighed the matter and agreed.
Meng Han came on stage and asked the people who had made the loudest noise just now, "This is my first time here, little girl.
I don't know what stories Mr.
Zhou told me before, nor do I know everyone's hobbies.
What kind of story do you want to hear?"
" "Hey, listen, listen.
This girl is very talkative.
She seems to be able to tell any kind of story.
Come on, I won't make it difficult for you.
Just tell whatever you know how to tell."
"Okay, thank you very much, sir."
Meng Han thought for a while and then slowly said, "It is said that a large family, the Zhu family, has a daughter, Zhu Yingtai."
Meng Han once asked Yuan Xin some historical questions, confirming that the fictional dynasty she came to was different from the history of China.
Now she was getting a big deal.
There were a lot of Chinese folklore stories.
I have watched two different versions of the Butterfly Lovers TV series.
If you can’t remember Zhu Yingtai’s birthplace, that’s okay, just make it up.
If you can’t remember some of the plot, that’s okay, just make it up.
I know more stories than you have heard of books.
I spent four years in college watching TV series in my dormitory all day long, so I can’t watch them in vain, right?
It’s also good to use some of the exciting plots here and there.
Meng Han was secretly proud.
He wiped out the ones he couldn't remember and used the ones he could grab first.
As Menghan talked, he observed the reactions of the people in the audience.
They would be a little impatient when the story was about something, and they would be entranced when the story was about the plot.
The snacks in his hand were forgotten to put in his mouth.
After a while, Menghan Han has captured the preferences of these people, no matter what the plot of the story is, as long as the audience likes it, they will be included.
After holding on for more than half an hour, let's finish, "The two turned into colorful butterflies and flew away, entangled, chasing each other, flying farther and farther, flying farther and farther, until they disappeared on the other side."
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Meng Han gestured, her eyes Looking into the distance crazily, I felt as if I had already integrated into this story.
After the words were finished, there was silence.
A moment later, someone clapped and applauded, and then the applause came one after another.
There was an endless stream of money rewards.
There was also a frail scholar who actually wiped his tears with his sleeves.
Should it be so exaggerated?
Meng Han curled her lips.
"Thank you all."
Meng Han thanked her generously and walked towards the audience.
The shopkeeper hurriedly stopped in front of her.
Meng Han knew his intention and was not in a hurry, waiting for him to speak.
The shopkeeper praised, "What the girl said is really good."
Meng Han said modestly, "The shopkeeper is so complimentary."
The shopkeeper took out some broken silver and said, "This is today's reward.
Please accept it, girl."
"I said all the reward money is yours, I won't take any of it."
Meng Han pretended to be aloof, but in fact, his heart was already moved.
It had nothing to do with whether he was greedy for money or not.
Regarding his first fruit of labor that was not obtained through deception and abduction, Meng Han still cared about it.
"What are you saying, girl?
This is what the girl deserves.
However, I have one more request, and I hope the girl will consider it."
"Tell me about it."
Meng Han said calmly.
The shopkeeper said flatteringly: "If the girl is willing, can she often come to our store to tell stories?
Our store is willing to provide a venue and arrange a perfect time for the girl.
I will reward you eight or two, whatever you want."
"This, let me think about it," Meng Han hesitated.
"Thirty-seven points," the shopkeeper said tentatively.
Menghan continued to think without replying.
In fact, what she was thinking about was not about money, but how many stories she could tell and how long she could last before she ran out of ammunition.
"Miss 46, this is the biggest concession of our store.
Go and ask, girl.
Even Mr.
Zhou has a good reputation and only gets 46."
"Deal."
Meng Han patted his shoulder cheerfully.
The shopkeeper beamed with joy, "Then please, girl, come to the inner hall and sign a contract with our store."
You have to sign a contract and you are worthy of being a businessman.
Meng Han murmured in his heart and went down to the inner hall under the guidance of the shopkeeper.
After asking Meng Han's name, the time was set in the afternoon and the appointment was for one month.
The shopkeeper wrote a contract and left his name "Zhu Zhilai" for Meng Han to see.
Meng Han saw that there was no problem and accepted the pen from the shopkeeper.
After the experience of being laughed at by Yuan Xin when writing last time, Meng Han became more cautious when writing.
Just now, he was eloquent and literary, which made people think he was a literate person.
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Now his handwriting is not as good as that of a child.
What a good person.
Menghan thought about it for a moment, and there it was.
He handed it over with a swipe of the pen, but Zhu Zhilai was dumbfounded: "The girl's calligraphy is really special."
Meng Han was secretly proud, it's strange that you can understand what I write in English, "If nothing happens, Shopkeeper Zhu, Meng Han will leave first."
Zhu Zhilai took the reward money and gave it to Meng Han, "Please accept it, girl."
"Thank you."
Meng Han left happily.
Although the little bit of money was not much, it gave Meng Han an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.
It was the first time to be recognized by so many people.
It was a rare excitement.
This was obviously a small singer staying in a bar.
Sing it.
After leaving Huitingxuan, Menghan was in a good mood as she walked on the street.
She jumped up and down and hummed a tune, "Our motherland is a garden, and the flowers in the garden are so bright."
After returning to the palace, Meng Han began to think about what to say next.
Folklore seems to be quite popular.
I can count how many folklore stories I remember.
Menghan went to the courtyard and asked the maid Yuliu to find a feather.
She couldn’t use a writing brush, so this was okay.
After grinding it, he dipped the feather in it and wrote: The Match of an Immortal, The Legend of the White Snake, Meng Jiangnu Crying at the Great Wall, The Female Prince Consort, The Peacock Flying Southeast, The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
Yes, and whether Wu Gang cut down the tree because of Chang'e, don't worry, use it first.
Chang'e is here, and Journey to the West is a very good story.
I have read it so many times since I was a child, and I can tell it a few times without any problem.
Yes, I will talk about this one after another.
This is good, Meng Han wrote it down.
Then Journey to the West was like a fountain, triggering countless TV series that flashed in Menghan's mind, such as Yang Guifei, Wu Zetian, Dream of Red Mansions, Little Li's Flying Knife, The Legend of the Condor Heroes, The Couple of Condor Heroes, End of the World, Moonlight Sword, Swordsman, Swordsman, etc.
Bao Qingtian, I can't stand it.
I thought of so many TV series at once.
My four years in college were really not in vain.
I just stayed in the dormitory all day watching movies and TV series.
Meng Han slapped her head, what are you thinking about?
Write quickly, write quickly, and forget about it later.
What else is there, Princess of Pearls, Lu Bu Diao Chan, The Legend of Nezha, are there any more?
Are there any more?
Are there any other ones like Three Kingdoms and Water Margin?
Can I, a girl, be able to handle such a majestic drama and it has many plots?
I still can’t remember, don’t think so much, just use it, other things You may not remember everything clearly.
Some people will get tired of talking about the love between children.
Well, let’s talk about it.
Who is afraid of whom?
When the soldiers come, they will cover up the water and the earth.
Pull over what needs to be pulled over and round what should be rounded.
In the past, I jumped over when I needed to, hahaha, I am such a talented person.
Meng Han was overjoyed and laughed wildly with feathers flying in her hands.
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After Yuan Xin came back, she looked out the window and saw Meng Han talking to herself in the study room, laughing from time to time.
She couldn't help but wonder what happened to her.
She had almost never stayed in the study room of Qiu Shuangyuan.
How come she has a hobby of reading and writing, and she's so excited and dancing?
It couldn't be that she had convulsions since I wasn't with her all morning.
Yuanxin walked into the room and saw what Menghan was writing wildly with a feather.
He couldn't help laughing, "Feather, you actually use feathers to write.
What the hell are you doing if you don't use them when there are so many pens?"
Yuan Xin's smile interrupted Meng Han's gushing thoughts, and said angrily: "Why are you laughing?
Come back."
"I'm back.
I've worked so hard.
I haven't even changed my clothes yet and I came to see you.
Do you think it's easy for me?
I rushed back to play with you in a hurry and you still don't give me a good look."
Yuan Xin complained.
Meng Han ignored it at all and continued to read and write with great interest.
Yuanxin lay on the desk with great interest and read Menghan's writing.
Menghan didn't like to be disturbed, and Yuanxin stopped making any noise.
He picked up the ink and began to sharpen it.
Menghan put down the feather and said, "Stop sharpening, that's it." ” Yuanxin suddenly became excited, "Okay, show me."
Meng Han proudly handed the two pieces of paper to Yuan Xin, who shook his head repeatedly, "I can't understand."
"Read from left to right, sideways."
Meng Han picked up the tea cup and took two sips.
"Dong Yong's Legend of the Seven Fairies and the White Snake, Meng Jiangnu Crying at the Great Wall, what are these?"
"Don't underestimate these two pieces of paper.
Let me tell you, this is a lot of money."
Meng Han said, taking out the money he earned from his purse to show off.
"Why don't you have any money?"
Meng Han said disdainfully, "Tch, you underestimate this beauty.
I tell you, these are the wisdom in this beauty's mind.
I will take you to see them tomorrow."
"Take me to see things."
Yuan Xin was full of doubts: "Although I haven't been back to the capital for more than half a year, I don't need you to show me things.
When I took you shopping a few days ago, you couldn't even recognize the road."
"When I say I'm going to show you the way, I don't mean to show you the way.
Let's see how I use my ultimate move."
Meng Han said with a strange smile.
"What's the ultimate move?
Tell me quickly."
Yuan Xin approached curiously.
"If you don't tell me, you'll know tomorrow."
Meng Han deliberately whetted his appetite.
At lunch the next day, due to the rules of the palace, the whole family must eat lunch at the same table, and they cannot use chopsticks until the elders arrive.
After Meng Han waited for the old man to sit down, he ate without stopping and urged Yuan Xin to hurry up from time to time.
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The old man, Cheng Zheng, and Yu An stared at the two people who looked like hungry wolves with blank expressions on their faces.
Yu An asked, "Why are you two in such a hurry?
You didn't eat in the morning?"
"You guys eat, don't mind me."
Meng Han plucked the rice into his mouth without raising his head, then put down his chopsticks with a snap, struggled a few times, swallowed, and said, "I'm full."
Yuan Xin also put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm full too.
Let's go first.
Please take your time."
After Yuan Xin finished speaking, he took Meng Han and ran out.
The remaining three people stared blankly, confused.
Cheng Zheng glanced at Yu An, and Yu An said, "I'll go take a look."
Then he ran out, "Second brother, wait for me."
"Without education, everyone has become like this."
The old man was very dissatisfied.
Cheng Zheng explained, "Maybe they have something to do.
Grandpa, let's eat." sjgsf0916: