"Um, I'm so embarrassed that you found out!" Jin Yao hurriedly protected the fish head in the bowl, but he smiled at the diners around him without changing his expression, "Before telling the story, I would like to recommend a dish to our guests.
Dong Xiangchun’s signature dish, a loving father and a filial son, sweet and sour fish head, don’t need 998 yuan or 288 yuan, just thirty yuan.”
"Thirty dollars, you can't buy a loss, you can't be fooled, thirty dollars, you can't buy anything, but you can buy back childhood memories, buy back a sweet and sour fish head made by a loving father and a filial son!"
"..." The originally lively restaurants around him suddenly became extremely quiet.
"Can't I buy it?" Some diners were speechless, fearing that Jin Yao would say again, "You can't buy anything for thirty dollars, you poor bitch!"
With the leader taking the lead, the diners around also paid for it. Anyone who could come to Dongxiangchun was not short of these thirty Wei coins. Moreover, a dish with a story can also be used to tease friends when going back to entertain guests.
, is also a kind of fun.
"That's it!" The deacon looked at Jin Yao in admiration. A random story made Dong Xiangchun's sweet and sour fish heads sold out, and he had to hire someone to go to the edge of the Yellow River to buy them from the fishermen.
"Okay, I've eaten and drank enough, now the story begins!" Jin Yao was stunned, his voice shook, and the deacon who was eating and drinking with him was startled, Jin Yao, the king of resentment.
"The story told today is purely fictitious. Any similarities are all coincidental and cannot be true." Jin Yao warned in advance.
The diners around also became interested when they heard it. Generally speaking, the stories nowadays are all about the legendary lives of famous generals. The purpose of saying this is to worry that the storyteller added some other things to it and his descendants would come to find trouble.
"Sir, don't be cowardly!" the diners around encouraged him with smiles.
"The blue cloud sky, the yellow flower ground, the sky is the quilt, the earth is the bed, two figures...cough, I'm wrong!" Jin Yao slowly spoke, and a wild scene appeared in front of everyone, but everyone just thought of something interesting.
The color thing came to an abrupt end.
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"Ask what love is in this world, and it will teach you how to make love between life and death!" Jin Yao spoke again, pulling everyone back into the book.
Everyone was originally angry about why Jin Yao stopped talking in the middle of his sentence, but after listening to Jin Yao's poem that made people think more deeply as soon as he spoke it, they didn't speak again and listened patiently.
"Who is coming? I saw a beautiful Taoist nun who was pure and pure, wearing a Taoist robe, holding a floating dust in her hand and striking fiercely... It was the Fairy Chi Lian who betrayed the Taoist Heavenly Sect..." Jin Yao said unhurriedly.
The diners were not attracted for a while. After all, the status of Taoism in this era was too high, especially the disciple Shenlong of Tianzong. He did not expect that such a murderous demon would appear in Tianzong of Taoism.
There is actually no one in the Taoist family to take care of it.
Jin Yao didn't care about anything else and continued talking.
"If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the explanation in the next chapter. I'll be waiting for you here at this time tomorrow!" Jin Yao finally stopped when he reached the key point.
"This..." The diners were in mixed moods and had mixed feelings. The critical moment was gone. Unless this man was taken to be executed, every one of Wei's executioners would be guilty.
"Keep talking, I'll add more money!" Suddenly a young man in green brocade clothes poked his head out of the private room on the second floor and said.
"Brother of King Wei, Lord Jianxin, Wei Wushang!" The deacon introduced the young master's identity to Jin Yao in a low voice.
Jin Yao nodded, and then said, "If you want to know what the funeral will be like, you have to pay more!"
"Sir, just say, as long as money can solve it, it's no big deal!" Wei Wushang said grandly.
"Okay!" Jin Yao said for another half an hour, and then Wei Wushang wanted to leave because something suddenly happened, but he was worried about missing the follow-up content, so he said: "Someone will give you ten gold coins. Sir, please rest first.
I will come again tomorrow, sir, please don't go down any further!"
"Yes!" Jin Yao nodded. He didn't expect that he could catch the prince of Wei on the first day, and he was Wei Wushang, who was the same generation as King Xinling of Wei.
"If you make ten gold a day, Mr. Jianxin personally invites you to tell stories!" Dong Xiangchun is indeed the number one wine shop in Daliang. The publicity is very good. What just happened spread throughout the wealthy families in Daliang that day, attracting all the young masters to be very excited.
I'm curious about what kind of story could attract Wei Wushang to buy it for ten gold, or I'm just afraid of missing out on the follow-up.
Therefore, on the second day, Dong Xiangchun became even more popular, and even the brothels were overshadowed.
For ten days in a row, Dongxiangchun was packed with seats, and even the door was full of pedestrians serving wine and drinking tea. Finally, Dongxiangchun had to open the inner courtyard to let Jin Yao tell stories in the inner courtyard, so that more people could hear.
"The great hero of the Mohist family, Guo Juxia, said that a great chivalrous person serves the country and the people!" Jin Yao told the story, but the faces of the scholars around him changed greatly. What is the chivalry of the Mohist family? No one except the Mohist family dared to comment.
, and now someone actually dares to say it.
"What a man who serves the country and the people!" Qiu Jiu, the leader of the Mohist Wei State, smiled and nodded. The scholars around him also recognized his identity and were even more surprised.
Jin Yao looked at Qiu Jiu and nodded slightly, but he didn't know if Qiu Jiu recognized him?
"However, a legend is a legend after all, and a story is a story after all. The Central Plains in the story is a unified country. Although there are foreign troubles, there is no lack of loyalty. And we, the scholars, serve the country and the people, which country should we serve?
,Which people?" Jin Yao asked again.
"Huh? It's him!" Qiu Jiu originally planned to give a small reward, and then found time to ask the novelist when he had an outstanding disciple who understood the Mohist scriptures and was ready to abduct the person back to the Mohist family.
Only after knowing that Jin Yao said these words did he realize that this guy was Bian Shouyao who had sneaked into Daliang! Because of this, that guy also asked all the commanders when he was in the Mo family's main hospital, but no one could give the answer.
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"So, a story is a story after all, and everything does not exist. In Confucian terms, this story legend is the unethical love between a disabled young man with a broken arm and his elder master and aunt!" Jin Yao smiled bitterly.
He shook his head and said, then slowly left the pavilion in the inner courtyard.
"As soon as I hold the grass, I know that sir will never disappoint people. What is supposed to come will only come late and never late. I thought that after more than ten days of improving my driving skills, I can adapt to the eighteen bends of sir's mountain road.
, in the end the car crashed and everyone died!" Wei Wushang was even more emotional.
The characters in the story are all too full-bodied, full of their own spiritual outlook, loyalty, arrogance, talent, love and hate... But when the teacher said this... a good story was ruined!
"Sir's path is the longest routine I have ever walked in my life!" The diners were even more helpless. They were very moved at first, but at the last corner they collectively overturned.
"Sir, Mr. Xinling has sent you an invitation. I would like to invite you to be a guest and become a guest of Mr. Xinling's mansion!" The deacon sent Mr. Xinling's invitation.