Three days have passed in a flash.
Since the wine tasting meeting three days ago, Yue Chuyun has not seen the smile on Zheng Sanniang's face fade away.
This shows how much profit the emergence of distilled liquor has brought to the Money Gang.
And as distilled liquor became popular throughout Jinling City, the name Liaozhai gradually began to appear in the ears of people in Jinling City.
Three days later, Jinling City's first story-telling shop Liaozhai is about to open.
Admission only costs 20 taels.
Not only will you get a free bottle of wine, but you can also hear stories you have never heard before, and you can even listen to the world's best luther player.
A piece composed by Tsuki Izumo himself.
In just a few days, the wealthy men in Jinling City are already extremely interested in this so-called Liaozhai.
Yue Izumo smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect that the Money Gang would include him.
Moreover, he had only been in the world for only half a year, but now he seemed to be quite famous.
But in the final analysis, this is due to the fact that the entertainment industry in this era is so backward that Yue Izumo has begun to wonder if he should find time to come up with cross talk and sketches, otherwise just listening to books will naturally become boring after a long time.
I don’t know when this idea came up, but Yue Izumo didn’t think it was just an idea.
After all, there was a place called Deyun Society in my memory.
There is bright moonlight in front of the bed.
I suspect it is frost on the ground.
I look up at the bright moon.
My name is Guo Degang There will be Guo Degang in the future.
Even if we find a new boy suitable for cross talk and train him, even if he cannot become Guo Degang in a few days, he will still be Guo Deguang.
After returning from Wankeju, Yuechuyun never left the money gang.
In his spare time, he naturally wrote down other manuscripts from Liaozhai.
This made Cai Xiaowu happy.
After all, these manuscripts were nothing like real money in his eyes. different.
The more manuscripts Yue Izumo leaves behind, the more money he will make in the future.
In addition, Cai Xiaowu naturally has a good vision.
Even if his vision is not very good in other aspects, he is considered a master in this field.
After taking a look at the manuscript left by Yue Izuyun, Cai Xiaowu can definitely read it.
It concluded that these stories were not much worse than the manuscripts that remain in his hands today.
Dong Yong and the Seven Fairies A bit interesting Xu Xian and White Snake It seemed that I understood why Mr.
Yue said he admired Xu Xian.
Luo Shiyi and the Caterpillar Well, when Cai Xiaowu saw this title, he immediately felt bad.
Fortunately, the story written by Mr.
Yue was not an improper story, but with Yue Izuyun’s emotion, Cai Xiaowu Xiao Wu also felt that this man named Luo Shiyi was indeed more evil than Xu Xian.
So there were two more people in the Money Gang who were obsessed with stories.
One was obsessed with copycats and couldn't extricate himself, and the other was obsessed with the plot and forgot about it, and even almost forgot that Liaozhai was about to open.
Time passed by in a flash, and seeing that evening was the auspicious time for the opening of Liaozhai, the two of them were still immersed in the story.
If Myolie hadn't finally lost it and reminded her, they would have really forgotten the opening time. .
At noon, Cai Xiaowu looked up at Xing'er who had an angry look on his face, and finally left with his head shrunk angrily.
When he left Yue Izuyun's room, he heard Xing'er's complaining voice coming from inside.
"Sir, how can you be like Little Fifth Brother?
Little Fifth Brother's head is full of stories.
How come you have forgotten other things?
Sir, you can't talk stories alone with Little Fifth Brother in the future, otherwise you will definitely be betrayed by Little Fifth Brother.
The fifth master is stupid."
Cai Xiaowu felt bad.
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He wanted to say that he was not stupid, but thinking about Xing'er's vaguely frightening expression just now, Cai Xiaowu couldn't help but think of two poems written by Mr.
Yue.
If you don't accept it, then do it.
If you can't do it, then give up.
In life, you have to give in when you should give in.
Under the scorching sun, on the edge of the official road outside Jinling City, a teahouse in the countryside became a resting place for passers-by.
Most of the people resting here are traffickers and lackeys, but today is a little different.
The passers-by in the teahouse are bored, and some even lie down on the table to sleep because of the sleepiness caused by the scorching sun.
But as two figures in white and blue shirts appeared in sight, everyone in the teahouse suddenly became energetic.
The visitors were a man and a woman.
The man was automatically ignored by everyone, not because he was too ordinary, but because the woman next to him was too eye-catching.
Everyone saw the woman in white and blue shirt walk straight into the teahouse.
Although she was well-dressed, she didn't mind that the teahouse was just an ordinary thatched house.
That girl's most iconic symbol, coupled with a voice as crisp as pearls, seemed to have snatched away everyone's souls as soon as it appeared.
The man next to the girl is a little arrogant.
It can be seen from his eyes that he obviously does not think that he is the same type of person as the people around him.
"Junior sister, these wild places can only force you to take a short rest.
Fortunately, you can arrive at Aurous Hill in the afternoon, and finally you don't have to suffer like this."
The girl raised her head and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Mo Ya is talking about nothing.
This is the same world.
It doesn't matter where you are."
The man named Mo Ya smiled awkwardly when he heard this, then turned around and said: "Second servant, brew a pot of Yunshan Wufeng" "What is that at Yunshan Wufeng?"
The waiter in the shop said awkwardly: "Wild tea from the countryside of our small shop, guest sir" "Don't worry, little brother, just make a pot of tea."
The girl smiled and helped the waiter out, which naturally caused a flash of displeasure in Mo Ya's eyes.
"It's really a remote place with nothing."
The girl was finally a little unhappy.
She turned to look at Mo Ya, and then suddenly found a group of unknown men in black behind her senior brother.
The leader in black clothes has a long sword, and there is a purple dagger on his waist.
The girl was shocked when she saw this, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "No, there is a killer."
Mo Ya was shocked.
When he turned around, the sword in his hand was already unsheathed, but the girl still held the cyan sword in her hand, suppressing the idea of drawing the sword.
"It's this group of people.
Senior Brother said that the man who once intercepted and killed him on the road was the man in black dressed like this."
Mo Ya didn't say anything when he heard this, because he already understood the purpose of these men in black coming here.
Looking at the entire teahouse, no one here is from the Jianghu.
Since these people are killers, they are naturally looking for people from the Jianghu.
And here, they are the only two who are from the Jianghu.
Chen Siyu, the direct disciple of the head of Jianlu, and Mo Ya, an ordinary disciple of Jianlu, the purpose of the black-clothed killer is self-evident.
"kill" A clear voice came from the mouth of the black-clothed killer leader.
Before Chen Siyu made a move, he saw that Mo Ya was already heading towards the black-clothed man with a sword.
The blood light drifted by, but instead of Mo Ya sword killing the black-clothed killer, the passerby beside the black-clothed killer slowly fell down.
Chen Siyu trembled slightly because she saw the man's eyes when he fell, as if he was still wondering why he died.
"Go quickly" Anxiety made the girl's voice seem to be scolding and urging, but in this teahouse, this scolding sounded like a fairy voice to everyone's ears.
Mortals suffer when gods fight.
If there was a word like "laying down gun" in this era, everyone here would say that they were just lying down.
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Fortunately, there is such a little girl who can block these black people and give them a chance to escape.
Such a scolding will not count.
What's up.
"People, it's always like this.
One moment, I was seduced by the little girl, and the next moment I used the little girl as a scapegoat.
But it's a pity, the order I got is, leave no one behind":