Chapter 1047: Fame
Manbao thought about it carefully, and reluctantly took out a silver ingot and gave it to him.
Bai Shan took the money and said to her generously, "Don't worry, I will take care of the rest."
The next day was the 18th, their last day of vacation. Bai Shan did not go to Su's house with Manbao again. Instead, he took two silver ingots with him and took Bai Erlang out, and first found a place to exchange the silver for copper coins.
He directly exchanged half a basket of copper coins, and then asked Daji to carry the bamboo basket to find the young man who walked around the streets and read poems for him on the Mid-Autumn Festival.
When the three young men met, Bai Shan asked him to find a secluded place, then took out a bunch of copper coins from a bamboo basket, squatted on the ground and waved at him.
The young man squatted opposite him, stared at the copper coins in his hand for a long time, then turned his head to look at the copper coins in the bamboo basket beside him.
Bai Shan smiled and asked, "Do you want it?"
The boy swallowed and nodded.
Bai Shan said, "There are a total of twenty-one strings of copper coins here. Silver in your capital is a little more expensive than I thought."
The young man said, "It's not that silver is expensive, it's that copper coins are cheap."
Bai Shan nodded, put one hand on the bamboo basket and knocked it, and said, "I want you to do something for me."
The young man said, "I know. I want to help you become famous. We all know your poem by heart. It doesn't cost that much. Only five taels of silver are needed. Not only in this neighborhood, but I can also have my people sing the poem outside the city, and even at the city gate, so that everyone can hear it. By then, who in the capital will not know you, young master?"
Bai Erlang was stunned. Not only Bai Erlang, but even Bai Shan was shocked. He asked, "Is this how you got your fame?"
"There are two types. People like you who are rich can come here. There are also people who are very talented. The poems they write are as good as those written by the gods in heaven. Even illiterate people like us can sing them and think they are very good. They don't need money. We can sing everywhere. If we meet a man who is interested, we can sing for him and get some tips."
Bai Shan: ...So he is one of the ones who wins by wealth?
He was slightly unhappy.
The young man seemed to have noticed something and immediately said, "But Young Master Bai is not only wealthy, but also talented. You are so young and can write such a beautiful poem. You will definitely have a bright future."
After saying that, he chuckled at Bai Shan.
Bai Shan looked at him for a long moment and said, "I'm not looking for you to share my poems."
The young man immediately looked at Bai Erlang who was squatting nearby and asked, "Is that for this young master?"
"Not really," Bai Shan stood up, rubbed his legs and asked, "Is there no place to sit here? Squatting is so tiring."
"Yes, yes, young master, wait." After saying that, the young man called out, "Xiao Wu, bring some stones."
Several older children immediately brought over four stones. They were not big, but big enough for them to sit on.
Bai Shan didn't mind and found a stone to sit on.
The young man sat opposite him, while Bai Jilang sat next to Bai Shan.
Daji looked around, took the stone to a distant side and sat down, not participating in the conversation of the three teenagers.
Bai Shan asked, "I don't know your name yet."
"The younger one is called Dashan."
"Dashan? What a great name!"
Bai Erlang looked at Bai Shan, not understanding what was so good about this name.
Dashan was very happy and said cheerfully, "My grandfather gave me this name. He said that if I had this name, I would be as strong as a mountain."
Bai Shan and Bai Erlang expressed their doubts when they saw Dashan, whose arms and legs were thin, and even his head and neck were thin.
However, Bai Shan didn't show it much. He coughed lightly and said, "Let me tell you a story. Do you know the Duke of Pi in the capital?"
Dashan nodded blankly, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "Young Master, if this is a rumor, we won't spread it."
“It’s not a rumor.”
Dashan held it in for a long time before whispering, "Even if it's true, we wouldn't dare spread it. If the officials investigate, we'll all be dead."
Bai Shan said: "...I'm not asking you to pass it on to their family, I'm asking you to pass it on to my senior sister."
He described vividly and truthfully how the son of the Duke of Pi fell off his horse and was seriously injured, and how Manbao performed a laparotomy and blood transfusion to save him. Not only Dashan, but also Bai Erlang, who had heard it twice, was stunned.
After all, Bai Shan and the others didn’t go into such detail last time. They just briefly talked about the process, and the most important thing was the result.
Only now that I listen to it again do I realize there are so many things going on.
Bai Shan said too much at once, and he and Daji asked for water from the bamboo tube, then continued: "This is the story I want you to tell."
The young man finally came back to his senses. He said in embarrassment, "This story is too long. It could be a storyteller."
Bai Shan thought for a moment and said, "You don't have to repeat everything exactly as it is. For example, you could tell one person that the young master's internal organs were ruptured and bleeding, and Doctor Zhou opened his stomach and sewed up his internal organs. Then you could tell another person that the young master lost too much blood and was dying, so Doctor Zhou gave him a blood transfusion and saved him..."
Bai Shan said: "Only when people ask in detail, you can tell him so many things."
He said, "Didn't you say that if you sing well, you'll get a reward? Then if you tell stories well, you should get a reward too, right?"
Dashan's eyes lit up and his gaze drifted to the bamboo basket beside him.
Bai Shan said generously, "Just as you said, not only in this block, but also in the inner city, the outer city, and even at the city gate, you have to send people to announce that this basket of copper coins will be yours."
Dashan thought about it and nodded, "Okay."
Then he reached out to take the bamboo basket, but Bai Shan stopped him and stuffed the copper coins in his hand into his hand and said, "This is the deposit. I will pay the rest after I see the effect."
Dashan was stunned, "Young Master, you still don't believe me?"
Bai Shan smiled and shook his head, saying, "It's not that I don't believe you. You said before that you only passed on a poem, but now you have to pass on such a long story. You must adapt to it. This hundred yuan is for you to try."
Dashan was silent for a moment, then hugged the money in his arms and bowed to Bai Shan, saying, "Don't worry, Young Master Bai, we will definitely not let you down."
Bai Shan nodded in satisfaction, stood up and said, "We live in Changqing Lane. You can find us by asking there. This shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"
"It's not difficult."
Bai Shan asked again: "Did you remember all the stories just now?"
"I've got it all down."
Although the story was very long, Dashan felt that it was easier than memorizing a poem. He would memorize a poem, but would forget it after a day or two. However, he felt that he would never forget the story in his life.
He was quite curious, "Young Master Bai, is this story really true?"
"Of course." Bai Shan coughed lightly, raised his neck and said, "If you don't believe me, you can go to Jishitang and ask. She is the doctor in Jishitang, her name is Zhou Man."
Dashan swallowed hard, "Can he still survive if his stomach is cut open?"
Bai Shan glanced at him and didn't answer. Dashan understood and felt that passing on this was much more interesting than passing on poetry.
He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Bai. I understand now. Just wait and see."
Good night
(End of this chapter)
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