Unfortunately, this will disappoint everyone. Qiao Xin promised the children to continue telling stories in the evening, but he did not say that he must do it himself! When everyone found out that the person sitting on the stage was a middle-aged man that they were not very familiar with, they couldn't help but whisper.
Xu Can looked at the man on the stage. He had a thin face, sallow complexion, and a frail body, but with long arms and legs. From a distance, he looked like a piece of tofu skin drying on a few bamboo poles.
"Who is this? Why is he sitting on the stage with the old lady?"
Qiao Sanlang felt that he had seen the other person somewhere, but it took him a long time to remember who he was!
"I have met this man once. He is a criminal slave that my grandmother bought from Nanliang."
Xu Can felt that he hadn't had sex for a few months, and seemed to have missed a lot of good things: "What, you have a slave at home?"
Qiao Dalang said frankly: "This is not a secret. Everyone in this town knows it. Grandmother has bought three batches of convicts. Many of the women and children working with us today are convicts. Look at Hei Ya next to Grandmother, she is one of them!"
The Eighth Prince asked in confusion: "Aren't all the criminal slaves tattooed? Why don't they have any marks on their faces?"
"That's unknown. These people are under the care of grandma, so we don't know much. Maybe Grandpa Mo has a way to solve this problem."
Xu Can thought this was unlikely. He had never heard that the tattoo could be removed at will. It would be a lifelong thing. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a joke for the court to punish him as a patient?
Qiao Xin's words just confirmed Qiao Sanlang's guess.
There was a "?" sound from above, and the people below were startled and looked forward. Qiao Xin was holding a wake-up stick and knocking on the table.
"My fellow villagers, please be quiet and listen to me. I promised the little kids in our village that I would tell you a few stories. But when I went back to think about it, I realized that I am not good at speaking. No matter how good the stories are, they will sound stiff and without flesh and blood when told by me. They will not sound good. It will only waste those good stories.
After much thought, it is better to leave this professional matter to professionals. Look, Mr. Gu, who has just moved to our town, used to tell stories in various restaurants. When she tells stories, they seem to come alive.
In the future, every day after dark, Mr. Gu will tell everyone one or two stories. Everyone will listen for fun. When the meeting hall of our village is renovated, everyone can move there to listen.
From now on, we will rely on Mr. Gu!"
Qiao Xin stood up and clasped her fists in front of the other party, performing a martial arts etiquette. Gu Zaixing quickly returned the greeting.
"Don't scare him anymore, Boss. You are the master, okay? How can a slave like her bear such a gift?"
Xu Can was unwilling to not hear about the monkey anymore. He stood up and asked, "Madam, aren't you going to tell the story of the stone monkey? The flowers that everyone is waiting for have all withered!"
Qiao Xin waved her hand and nodded at him, saying, "I'll tell you two chapters a day, and I guarantee you'll enjoy it! If I can't tell a good story, I'll just write down the general plot and ask Mr. Gu to polish it and tell it to you. If many people like it, we can compile it into a book and print it out in the future. I'll never break my promise to you!"
Xu Can asked excitedly, "Really?"
"Of course it's real, but the price may not be cheap, you have to work hard to earn some pocket money!"
Xu Can suppressed his grinning mouth. He was not worried about not being able to afford it. With the old lady's temperament, no matter how expensive it was, it wouldn't be that expensive. At most, it would be one or two taels of silver, not even a fraction of his reward to Chu Yuan. When the time comes, he will buy a hundred or eighty copies by himself, and then sell them to those bastards in the capital for double the price.
An expert can tell whether it is good or not with just one look. As soon as Gu Zaixing opened his mouth, everyone felt something different. Under his clever description, the stone monkey came alive and jumped into everyone's mind.
One by one, people appeared on stage.
On the threshing floor, the only sound left was Gu Zaixing's rhythmic storytelling voice. When they heard some interesting parts, people kept clapping and cheering.
Everyone was immersed in this bizarre and magical world.
When he heard that the stone monkey was named the Monkey King, Xu Can subconsciously stretched his head and neck, scratched his ears and cheeks, and stretched out his claws to imitate the monkey and jump onto the tree to play around.
Looking at the other children, they stopped crying and listening attentively, afraid of missing a detail. The old fathers and mothers in Laohu Town never thought that their children would be so quiet one day.
Gu Zaixing narrated the story: "The Monkey King took advantage of the wind and sailed across the ocean to the southern Zhangzhou area. He found shallow water and abandoned the raft. He jumped onto the shore and saw people fishing and digging salt on the beach... He learned human etiquette and human language, ate breakfast and slept at night, and was interested in the sacred way of Buddha and immortals. He saw that all people in the world were after fame and fortune... When will the struggle for fame and fortune stop? They get up early and sleep late, but they are not free..."
It was heard that Taibai Jinxing came out of the South Heaven Gate, pressed down the auspicious clouds, and went straight to the Water Curtain Cave in the Flower-Fruit Mountain to welcome the Monkey King to heaven to receive the immortal seal.
Gu knocked again and everyone woke up with a "?" sound.
"Today's story ends here. To know what kind of immortal position the Monkey King will obtain, please wait for the next chapter!"
He spoke for an hour without stopping, and then paused for a few breaths to drink a few sips of tea. Now that he stopped, he felt that his throat was smoking.
Everyone was listening with fascination, but it was interrupted all of a sudden. They were not happy about it. They were listening so well, why did it stop?
"Sir, what's next? Tell me, why did it stop?"
"That's right, Mr. Gu, what level of immortal status did the Monkey King get?"
"This is the key point. What happens next? Can a monkey do a good job as an official in heaven? Will his colleagues bully him..."
"Please tell me a little more. This is neither going up nor down. How can I sleep at night without knowing the outcome?"
Gu Zaixing's voice was a little hoarse, and he looked apologetic: "It's getting late, so we can only stop here for today, everyone!"
He doesn't know the rest either, the old lady hasn't told him the manuscript yet!
Everyone didn't want to go back, but they also knew that they had to work again tomorrow and couldn't stay out too late. Someone who was anxious asked, "Will you come back tomorrow?"
"If you have nothing to do at home, you can continue to listen!" The one who said this was Qiao Xin: "Go back, there is a long story to come. This story has at least three to five hundred chapters. It cannot be finished in a short time. Don't be impatient. Let Mr. Gu think about it carefully, so that he can tell it more excitingly!"
Three or four hundred times, wouldn't that mean we can stop for a year?
After hearing this, everyone dispersed with satisfaction!
Xu Can rubbed his palms and calculated, "Three or four hundred chapters? So the old lady had already written the first draft? You say we should go and ask the old lady if we can satisfy our curiosity first?"
Qiao Sanlang shattered her beautiful dream with just one sentence.
"Don't think about it. This method will definitely not work. Maybe all the drafts are in my grandmother's head. Where can you get them?"
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