Happy Little Scholar

Li Yi finally let the waiter serve a pot of tea.

I secretly sighed in my heart, the person in charge of Goulan has no business acumen and is too bad at doing business. In an entertainment venue like this where people gather, they are not allowed to bring their own drinks. They only provide juice drinks, popcorn and the like, and the prices are higher than outside. A few times, that’s a lot of income.

There is no popcorn, but a fruit platter, secret snacks, or even two skewers of candied haws will do. Later generations of KTV will not rely on singing to make money on drinks. The service should be more complete to retain customers without fear that they will not be willing to spend money.

After thinking about these things for a while, I listened to the storyteller on the stage while waiting for the waiter to serve tea.

The storyteller was an old man of some age. Li Yi came in just in the middle. He didn't know the preface and the following words, and he didn't know what story he was telling. However, the few people sitting scattered in the audience listened enthusiastically and were happy to hear it. He pinched a few copper coins from his arms and threw them up. A smile appeared on the old man's face and he spoke more energetically.

When talking about the critical moment, the old man suddenly stopped his voice, stood up, and said: "Dear readers, today's story ends here. If you want to know what happened next, let's listen to the next chapter..."

Just when they heard the emergency, someone below them suddenly became dissatisfied when the old man came out like this.

"You old man, what's your appetite? Keep talking!"

"I was just excited to hear it, what does this mean?"

"Next time I'll break it down, I'll break it down to the ground, and I'll reward you with some coppers, just for talking about it!"

Everyone murmured a few words, took out copper coins from their arms and threw them on the stage.

"Since all the judges expressed their love, the little old man continued." Seeing the copper plates lying on the ground at his feet, the wrinkles on the old man's face bloomed like chrysanthemums. He had already stood up, and immediately sat down again. Clearing his throat, "Let's talk about that..."

This old man's routine is relatively common. Those storytellers or actors will stop at the end of a show or at a critical moment, charge the audience, and then continue to perform. It is very common in the Waishi Goulan. After all, these rewards It makes up most of their income, and the customers below actually know the rules. Even if they curse a few words, they will still give them the reward they deserve.

Li Yi expressed his disappointment that the old man did not leave. To be honest, the stories the old man told were boring and did not arouse any interest in him. He originally thought that it would be just right for him to finish his story and put on a good-looking program to fill the time, but no Thinking that the old man's routine is so deep...

Forget it, just listen to it. Watching this old man get high here is much better than sitting in the yamen on duty. At least he won't encounter the princess who tries to trick him several times.

I looked in the direction where the guy left. He was moving really slowly. After so long, the tea still hasn’t been served...

At this time, on the side of the stand, a young girl exposed her head and looked at the young man sitting at the table not far away. A look of doubt appeared on her pretty face, and she murmured: "Strange, that wasn't the gift that night. Mr. Ruoqing is coming back?"

She leaned her head over and was about to take a closer look when an ugly face with bared teeth suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

The girl's face turned pale with fright. After taking a few steps back, she took a closer look and said angrily: "You Lin Dabao, do you want to scare this girl to death?"

The boy held his stomach, with a tangled expression on his face, and said, "Xiaozhu, please help me give this pot of tea to the young man over there. I seem to have a stomachache."

The waiter pointed to the teapot placed aside, and after speaking, he disappeared in a hurry.

The girl patted her chest. She was really frightened just now. She muttered something before picking up the teapot and walked over.

Li Yi was still thinking about whether to complain about the clerk's efficiency later when he saw a fifteen or sixteen year old girl coming over. She smiled lightly, put a pot of tea on the table next to him, and said: "Sir, your tea is here."

The guy didn't come, but the person who brought the tea was a girl with pretty features. Li Yi looked slightly surprised, and then poured a cup of tea. After waiting for such a long time, he was indeed a little thirsty.

The girl brought tea, but the person did not leave immediately.

Blinking her big eyes and looking at the handsome young man in front of her, she felt that he looked very much like the one who sent Sister Ruoqing back that night. However, it was too late that night and she didn't see the other person's appearance clearly. Naturally, she was not sure now. .

That night, she kept asking Sister Ruoqing who that person was, but she was unwilling to tell her, and she never mentioned what happened in the palace to her. Later, she learned about it from another familiar sister. .

She didn't know the details of what happened. She only knew that those bad guys bullied Sister Ruoqing, and there was a young man who stood up for her. He must have been the one she saw that night.

After Li Yi poured the tea, he saw that the girl not only did not leave, but also stood there looking at him with a strange look, and asked doubtfully: "What else can I do, little girl?"

"I'm not a little girl..." the girl said in her heart, showed a sweet smile, and asked: "Does this young master know Sister Ruoqing?"

"Sister Ruoqing?" Li Yi was stunned for a moment, "You mean Miss Ruoqing?"

She looked up at the girl in front of her, and finally saw some familiar shadows. Although she only glanced at it that time, she still had some impression of the appearance of the girl who opened the door, and said: "You opened the door that night... "

"Hehe, it's you after all." A smile broke out on the girl's pretty face. Knowing that the young man in front of her was a friend of Ruoqing's sister, she relaxed a little and sat down opposite Li Yi.

"My name is Xiaozhu, what's your name?" The girl learned about the incident in the palace from others. She had a good impression of the young man who helped Sister Ruoqing, and took the initiative to talk to Li Yi.

"Piglet?"

Li Yi didn't have time to tell the little girl his name, and was surprised by the name "Piglet".

How could such a cute little girl be given such a name? I don't know what her parents think.

Although it is popular in this era that a cheap name is easy to raise, a little girl with this name... How much criticism should she suffer when she grows up.

When the little girl saw Li Yi's expression, she knew what he was thinking.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, many people laughed at her for this matter. Her real name is naturally not Xiaozhu, but Chen Yuzhu, and only people who are familiar with her would call her that.

Originally, I thought that this young man was handsome and familiar with Sister Ruoqing, so I naturally got closer to him, but when I thought that he actually misunderstood her name, the girl's little mouth couldn't help but pout.

"My name is Chen Yuzhu, which means "Zhu" in "Zhuyu", not the one with a long nose and big ears..." She pouted and muttered a few words, of course, the first three words were said in her heart.

After listening to the girl's explanation, Li Yi realized that he had misunderstood her name. In order to hide his embarrassment, he took a sip of tea and asked, "When will this storytelling end, and what will be the next performance?"

The girl wrinkled her nose and asked, "Is Grandpa Sun's storytelling not good?"

"It's just average." It's not easy for the old man, and Li Yi didn't belittle him too much, just said casually.

"Grandpa Sun is the best storyteller in the brothel, and his stories are also the most popular in the market. Many people like his storytelling, so he is not ordinary!" The girl was a little unhappy to hear what Li Yi said.