Yuan Zhao and Huo Yan told him that he had to learn more if he wanted to do business.
After learning from his mistakes, he was no longer in a hurry.
That day, he was looking around the street again, and was about to find a place to rest, when he suddenly saw a teahouse on the side of the road that was crowded with people, and bursts of laughter and exclamations could be heard from inside.
Driven by curiosity, he walked in and saw a storyteller sitting in the middle of the teahouse, holding a gavel in his hand and telling a story with great enthusiasm.
"Let's talk about the young general and Miss Wenwan, both talented and beautiful, childhood sweethearts, two people who are inseparable..."
When Yuan Qiyu heard the words "young general", his ears immediately pricked up. He picked a seat and sat down, grabbing a handful of melon seeds and starting to eat them.
"...they grew up together, spending time together day and night, and secretly fell in love..."
"Unfortunately, things are unpredictable. The young general is on the battlefield, traveling far and wide, while the young lady stays alone in her boudoir, filled with longing..."
"...Unfortunately, one person is straightforward and doesn't understand delicate feelings; the other person is sensitive and meticulous, but shy to speak..."
"One does not know, one does not explain..."
The storyteller slammed the gavel and sighed, "What a pity... the word love is so difficult to understand..."
When Yuan Qiyu heard this, he paused cracking melon seeds, blinked his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and suddenly realized something.
"One who does not know himself, does not explain..." He repeated this sentence in his heart. Suddenly, the recent appearance of Yuan Xuan and Yuan Nan'an flashed through his mind. Then he recalled the storyteller's words and blinked.
He suddenly realized that this was the case...
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