Chapter 264 Let’s continue with the next chapter!
Even though he had only read the new story a few times, Mr. Chen remained calm and composed, as if he told the same story every day.
He took a sip of the strong tea in the cup, cleared his throat, and then bowed to everyone around him. The slightly noisy environment around him gradually quieted down.
"Ladies and gentlemen, some of you have seen macaques, some have seen apes, but has anyone ever seen a stone monkey born from a rock? Today, let's not talk about the young general in white robes, but only about the Aolai Kingdom in the Dongsheng Divine Continent..."
A capable storyteller must have better eloquence than the average person.
Even though Sang Yu had heard and seen various interpretations and performances of "Journey to the West" in later generations, he was gradually fascinated by the other party's just-right pauses and vivid dubbing.
“Bang!”
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of a wake-up stick slamming on the table, and Sang Yu woke up with a start.
Mr. Chen stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of today's Journey to the West."
"As the saying goes, 'The Dinghai Shenzhen recognizes its former master, and the Jinhoo Iron Rod meets its true master.' From then on, it can roam freely in heaven and on earth! To know how the Monkey King will cause chaos in the Heavenly Palace and fight against the Heavenly Generals, we will continue the story in the next chapter!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to pick up the teacup that the waiter had just added water to take a sip to moisten his throat, but he heard the voices of the people in the audience.
"Mr. Chen, tell me more! How is the Monkey King going to take the Golden Cudgel from the Dragon King of the East China Sea?"
"Yes, yes, tell me again! If I don't finish listening to the story of the Heavenly Palace and the Battle of the Heavenly Generals, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight when I go back."
"Mr. Chen, please say it again!"
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He ultimately couldn't drink the tea that was about to reach his lips. Mr. Chen, who had been telling stories in Zhong's Teahouse for many years, keenly realized one thing - this storybook was about to explode.
If we were to ask who could first tell whether a vernacular novel was popular and could become a hit, the storyteller would be second, and the original author wouldn't even dare to claim to be first.
They are exposed to the most vernacular stories and interact with audiences every day. They can know the general prospects of a story just by their reactions and performances.
How long a story can be told and whether it needs to be changed are all part of their job.
He himself was actually quite curious about the subsequent development of the story, but he only had the first two chapters on hand, so he had to wait.
Mr. Chen saw that the discussion in the teahouse was getting louder and louder. He knew that if he didn't say anything to comfort them, he would probably incur public anger, so he quickly stood up.
"Everyone, listen to me. Like everyone else, I'm also curious about the story developments in the later chapters of this storybook. But this storybook was just written yesterday, and it only contains two chapters. I can't just make up a sequel out of nothing, right?"
"Let's not rush. From now on, Zhong's Teahouse will tell two new stories every day. Let's follow the Monkey King and read on."
Mr. Chen's good reputation over the years, coupled with the fact that most people who appeared on Qinghuan Street were educated and polite, the commotion gradually subsided.
However, the discussion did not stop, and the whispered discussions continued.
Sang Yu even heard people around him discussing the origins of this stone monkey and how it could easily master the magic of immortality and its amazing abilities.
She smiled slightly. Monkey Brother’s charm is not limited to this. Just wait, soon this teahouse with empty tables will become the most eye-catching place in the entire Qinghuan Street.
Feeling proud, she was thinking of asking her father and elder brother to take the opportunity to sell milk tea, but when she turned around, she saw the two of them putting their heads together and discussing something.
"... Dad, big brother."
She thought she was a pretty good storyteller. She was clearly fascinated by everyone yesterday, but after listening to Mr. Chen's story today, the situation suddenly reversed.
"Hey, little sister, what do you think is the origin of this Monkey King?" Sang Xingjia came to his senses after hearing her voice, but still couldn't help asking the doubts in his heart.
Sang Yu glanced at him sideways and said: "Maybe it is the stone left by Nuwa when she repaired the sky." This is also a statement that is more accepted by the public in later generations.
Sang Yongjing, who was eavesdropping, almost cried out in surprise, but luckily he covered his mouth in time and whispered, "Wow, the Bu Tian Stone, no wonder it's so powerful."
Suddenly realizing that this story was retold through his own mouth, whatever he said was considered the official explanation, Sang Yu hurried to make amends.
"Ahem, it's just a possibility. You'll have to ask Mr. Wu Chengen for the details. I haven't said anything."
"Oh, we understand. We all understand."
Sang Yongjing and Sang Xingjia looked at each other, their eyes full of smiles.
In their opinion, there was no such thing as Mr. Wu Cheng'en. It was just that Sang Yu deliberately found an excuse and wrote a pseudonym.
Sang Yu: “…” Forget it, no matter what she said, they wouldn’t believe it. It’s better to just give up struggling and say less and make fewer mistakes in the future.
With the experience of selling it yesterday, many people knew the taste of this bamboo tube milk tea. Seeing them promoting and selling it openly in the teahouse, they bought a cup.
After selling through the two floors, there was still a small amount of milk tea left, about ten cups. Sang Yu thought about it and sent them all to the back hall.
"Shopkeeper Liu, these are leftovers. If you don't mind, try them. You can also give us some suggestions."
In the future, I will inevitably have dealings with this shopkeeper Liu. Giving him some of the "leftover" milk tea will not only prevent him from catching any mistakes but also help him get closer to me. Why not do it?
Shopkeeper Liu, who had just sold a cup and was packing the remaining milk tea into bamboo tubes and placing them on the low table, almost couldn't maintain his serious expression and laughed out loud.
If you want to please him, you should at least find a decent reason. He was about to refuse, but on second thought, he nodded slightly and accepted the gift.
He didn't care about a mere cup of milk tea, but Sang Yu directly brought more than ten cups, obviously taking everyone in the store into consideration.
He could afford it even if he didn't drink it, but would anyone else in the store be willing to spend twenty cents on a cup of milk tea? At worst, he could just return the money for his own cup of milk tea someday.
"Hehe, if you like it, I'll give it to you next time if I have extra."
Seeing that he agreed to accept it, Sang Yu immediately smiled. It seemed that this serious and solemn shopkeeper Liu was not as unkind as he looked.
Half a quarter of an hour before the end of the afternoon, three members of the Sang family came to the dessert shop carrying empty buckets. There was no one in front of the closed shop door.
Sang Yu skillfully unlocked the door, removed the boards, and led the two of them in for a tour.
"There is actually a well here." Even though Sang Yongjing is knowledgeable, he couldn't help but marvel when he saw the well in the yard.
Even in a wealthy place like the capital, not every household can afford to dig a well. Many families have to go to public wells to fetch water, which causes many inconveniences in daily life.
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