From the name of this girl, it seems that she is quite familiar with that old man.
However, the old man may be a good storyteller, but the story itself does not have much appeal to him. Li Yi looked at the girl and said: "Girl, I have heard a few stories at a young age..."
Scholars devote themselves to poetry, imperial examinations, novels, stories, and legends of ghosts and monsters in this world, but they are what they consider "crooked ways" and are far from being prosperous. Just making up a few ghost stories can scare a large group of people.
This girl is twenty or eight years old and has not heard many stories. It is very possible that she will be frightened by what this old man said.
"I am already sixteen years old this year!" the girl looked at him unconvinced and said.
Of course she was not convinced. The young man across from her was at most two or three years older than her. Even though he was a scholar, he grew up in Goulan. He had heard stories told by scholars since he was a child. He had heard so many stories over the years.
When Li Yi said in the tone of a child, "I have heard a few stories at a young age...", how could he be convinced in his heart?
She has been trained as an actress since she was a child. After listening to it for a long time, she is familiar with these routines. Even if she is asked to speak a paragraph now, there is no problem.
Seeing the stubborn look on the little girl's face, Li Yi felt a little funny. He took a sip of tea and asked, "What stories have you heard?"
"There are so many!" The girl curled her lips and talked a lot as if offering treasures.
Li Yi was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this little girl had heard so many stories.
In order to pass the time, he sometimes bought some popular fairy tales, novels and legends on the market. However, after reading them a few times, he found that the contents were boring and his imagination was extremely lacking. He might as well read them from the library.
Find a book to read.
Of course, it may be because he comes from the 21st century and has much more knowledge than the ancients here. There is never a shortage of these in the library. The stories circulated are novel enough for the people here.
Among the things the girl just mentioned, many were inferior novels that he had seen at stalls in the market before, and some he had never heard of, but this was not surprising.
Although the historical trajectory of this world similar to a parallel space did not change much before the Tang Dynasty, the details are very different. Some famous figures have never existed, such as Li Bai and Du Fu, and unfamiliar names have also appeared.
A lot of them have been published, and as for literary works, of course they are different.
The little girl's tone contained dissatisfaction, showing off and contempt. However, if she was in front of a scholar who only knew how to study, she did have the capital to be proud of.
Seeing the proud expression on the girl's face, Li Yi smiled, looked at her and asked: "The little girl has heard a lot of stories..."
"Of course!" The expression on the girl's face became even more proud, but it froze after a moment.
"Have you heard of "The Legend of White Snake"?" Li Yi looked at her and asked with a smile.
"Bai, White Snake... Legend?" The girl was slightly stunned, then shook her head slightly.
"Where's "Journey to the West"?"
"..."
""A Chinese Ghost Story", "Painted Skin"?"
"..."
The girl shook her head and began to doubt her life.
She thought she was very familiar with today's popular stories, but she had never heard of even one of the ones Li Yi mentioned just now.
She didn't doubt that Li Yi had made it up to deceive her. Just by hearing the name, she knew it was a story she had never heard of.
""Painted Skin", what is it? I have never heard of it..." The girl rolled her eyes, blinked and looked at Li Yi and asked.
Their life is not easy now. Whether they are storytelling or acting, they are all old-fashioned stories and scripts. They lack new ideas and attract fewer and fewer viewers. They are in urgent need of new stories or scripts to attract more customers.
, Otherwise, it may be difficult to maintain even the most basic life.
However, good stories and scripts are often sold at very high prices. They simply cannot afford to hire talented people who can write stories and scripts. Just hearing those unheard stories from Li Yi made the girl involuntarily fight him.
idea.
Li Yi said a lot just now, but the girl only remembered the last two, "A Chinese Ghost Story" and "Painted Skin". They sounded a bit scary about ghosts. The thing she was most afraid of hearing was ghost stories. The girl thought about it in her heart.
After a moment, I chose another one.
Li Yi took another sip of tea without any intention of telling a story.
Every time I tell a story, it's like a 3D movie in front of me. The image is very strong. Last time I wanted to tell a ghost story to scare Liu Ruyi, but he ended up scaring himself. He won't be stupid again.
Seeing Li Yi's indifferent expression, seemingly unwilling to tell a story, the girl bit her lip as if she had made a difficult decision.
He took out a folded handkerchief from his arms and placed it on the table in front of him.
Li Yi looked at the bulging in the handkerchief and wondered what the little girl wanted to do. The next moment he saw her open the folded handkerchief and said with some reluctance: "This is the osmanthus cake made by sister Ruoqing. It's delicious."
Now, tell me a story and I’ll treat you to this, okay?”
Looking at the lightly scented pastries on the table, Li Yi couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Just like the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Ruoqing...it's such a nostalgic taste!
…………
"make a deal!"
Li Yi pinched a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth. The osmanthus cake in this season should be made from dried osmanthus and ground into powder. Although the taste is not as good as when the osmanthus is in bloom, it is not much different.
The girl didn't know that she accidentally came up with a temptation that Li Yi couldn't refuse. Seeing that he was willing to tell a story, a smile broke out on her pretty face, and she hurriedly did it properly, thinking that he would tell it later.
When you are there, you must secretly write down the story and tell it to Grandpa Sun later, so that you will have new stories to attract guests.
Painted Skin is a very classic story in Liaozhai. There have been many changes in modern movies and TV series, adding some emotions and entanglements. I don’t know what the adaptation will look like. Li Yi can’t find these scripts in the library.
I can only tell Pu Songling’s original story.
Liaozhai was so popular in ancient times, and in this similar world, the effect should not be bad.
It's also great for scaring people.
Li Yi looked at the girl's excited expression and couldn't help but feel some bad taste in his heart.
"A long time ago, there was a scholar named Wang Sheng in Qing'an Prefecture. When he went out in the morning, he met a beautiful woman who was walking hard with a baggage on her back. Wang Sheng was surprised that a weak woman was rushing on her way before dawn.
, maybe there was something difficult, so I hurriedly followed..."
There was an expression of interest on the girl's face, "It turns out to be a story about a talented man and a beautiful lady. It sounds pretty good..."
Rong Xiaorong said that I wrote half of this chapter last night and got up early to finish it. I am going out to visit relatives today and will have a second update when I come back in the evening.
