A few days later.
No matter what, the excellent Ye Heng managed to stay alive by his own efforts (?).
In fact, what Liu Qinghuan was thinking in his heart was that Ye Heng was either rich or noble, and when he thought of the past, he would definitely return to his original place.
In other words, there is a blank in my mind now, and I just need to find a place to stay and find some comfort.
"I will definitely help you when I recover from my injury." Ye Heng lay back on the bed for another seven days, playing with his fingers out of boredom.
What I look forward to most every day is Liu Qinghuan coming to deliver three meals a day.
Liu Qinghuan glanced at the "daughter" hidden in her golden house and forced a smile: "Okay, when your injury is completely healed, you will be responsible for helping Brother Xiaorong clean the table."
Ye Heng: I feel that this job is not suitable for me, but I don’t know how to say it. Since Qinghuan asked me to do it, if I don’t, will she be angry and will I be breaking my promise? Then I will do it. It’s no big deal. Come on, Ye Heng, you are the best.
"good."
Liu Qinghuan watched Ye Heng nod despite his apparent reluctance, feeling amused in his heart, "I was just teasing you."
"I plan to build a stage in the restaurant and invite some people to tell stories and perform operas. What do you think?" Liu Qinghuan took on another C-level task this morning, which was to build entertainment facilities and reward one thousand experience points.
When Liu Qinghuan thought about setting up entertainment facilities in the restaurant, he immediately knew what they were for.
The mall is a bug. There is a category for selling facilities. You can buy a basic table for 100 points and put it in the center of the lobby. The color style matches the decoration quite well.
"I can't tell stories or sing opera." Ye Heng looked determined to die rather than obey.
Liu Qinghuan laughed: "When did I ever ask you to tell stories or sing opera?"
Ye Heng finally felt relieved: "If you want to build a platform, I might be able to help."
"I have some interesting stories in my head, but I just can't write them down. You speak in a very literary way, so why don't I tell them to you first, and then you write them down, and then we can have a gentleman tell them?"
Although Liu Qinghuan is an educated person in modern times, he did not study liberal arts, and his writing skills are really bad.
Or to take a step back, even if she has excellent writing skills, she cannot write with the ups and downs of ancient Chinese prose.
But weren't the ancients all very good at writing? Ye Heng usually speaks in a very literary style, so just write in that way.
"It's worth a try." Ye Heng nodded, thinking that this job was more suitable for him than cleaning the tables.
"Great~" Liu Qinghuan rubbed Ye Heng's head as if he was patting a big dog's head.
Ye Heng: Blushing.
"I'm busy during the day, so I'll tell you the story tonight," Liu Qinghuan said, preparing to leave with his lunch box. "When the restaurant starts making money, I'll hire a bookkeeper to take care of the accounts. Then I'll have some free time."
When Ye Heng heard that there would be time to listen to stories in the evening, he couldn't help but hold his little quilt.
very nice.
Qinghuan really likes me, right? That's why she wants to spend more time with me?
As for writing articles, although he has never tried it, he always has a kind of mysterious confidence.
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After closing the shop, Liu Qinghuan took another day off. Tian Rong and Yu Niang were very dissatisfied with their boss's work attitude of working for three days and resting for two days.
"You are not satisfied if I don't let you work?" Liu Qinghuan put his hands on his hips.
"I'm not very satisfied. Boss, how can we open a business like this? How many customers are we going to miss out on if we just close it for a break?"
Tian Rong felt sorry for Liu Qinghuan because of the money.
"We're just closing for renovations, isn't it to make more money?" Liu Qinghuan flicked her abacus with her jade fingers. "I checked the record book, and the private room for tomorrow isn't booked yet. We need to hurry."
Tian Rong sighed: "You are the boss, you have the final say."
When Tian Rong went home for vacation a few days ago, his mother asked him if he was unemployed again.
He almost spit all over his mother before she believed that the boss had given him a holiday.
I'm going back again today, but how can I explain it...
Yu Niang was happy. Autumn was just over half a month away, so she had a good day off to buy some autumn and winter clothes for her two children.
Now that life is better and we don’t have to worry about food and clothing, my two little girls are growing up to be more and more lovely, making me want to dress them up.
"Okay, you two go and pack up." Liu Qinghuan put his hands behind his back, went upstairs and went into Ye Heng's room.
"Zijun? I'm coming in."
After waiting and waiting, Ye Heng finally waited until the door closed. Looking at the little head coming in from outside, Ye Heng said that he was a little nervous.
A man and a woman alone, in the same room, a fire raged...
I can’t think about it anymore. I can’t think about it anymore.
"I brought some snacks with me, treat you." Liu Qinghuan brought up the dried sweet potatoes that Tian Rong had brought her this morning, made by his neighbor's sister-in-law. Honestly, they were quite delicious, though a little hard and tough on the teeth. But they were perfect for killing time.
"Thank you." Ye Heng pinched a big piece and put the whole thing into his mouth.
Liu Qinghuan: ???
Brother, can you chew it? Isn't it hard? Isn't it bloated?
Ye Heng:!!!
Why is it so hard? I can't chew it. Keep still. Don't let Qing Huan find out!
"Do you want to hear about ghosts and gods, or..." Liu Qinghuan gave Ye Heng a look and teased him, "about love?"
Ye Heng's face flushed.
"I...I think..."
"Hahaha, just kidding," the innocent ancient man said, "I think telling some exaggerated myths is more popular. What do you think?"
"Hmm?" No more love, Ye Heng felt a little lost for no reason, "Hmm..."
"A long time ago, there was a place called Chentang Pass. There lived a family named Chen who was in charge of... well... the general who was in charge of Chentang Pass... I don't even know his name."
"General?"
"Uh... maybe," Liu Qinghuan said embarrassedly. Although Ye Heng had lost his memory, he still had more common sense than her. "He was the general of Chentang Pass, named Li Jing. He had a wife who was pregnant with her third child for three years without giving birth..."
Liu Qinghuan told Ye Heng the story in a mixture of Chinese and foreign languages, both ancient and modern, which touched upon Nezha's mind, where he removed his bones to return to his father and cut off his flesh to return to his mother.
"Dead?" Ye Heng was a little surprised when he heard this. "The guests may not want to hear a story where the protagonist is dead."
Liu Qinghuan patted Ye Heng's shoulder and said, "At this moment, Nezha's master, Taiyi Zhenren, appeared, placed Nezha's true essence in the lotus, and brought it to the Golden Light Cave."
With this twist, Ye Heng became interested: "And then?"
"To know what happens next, please listen to the next episode." Liu Qinghuan said with a wicked smile.
Ye Heng: ???
"You need to tell me the whole story. Maybe I can lay some foreshadowing in the beginning, and then the storyteller will be more interesting. What do you think?"
After hearing this, Liu Qinghuan felt that Ye Heng seemed very reliable: "That makes sense, that makes sense."
Seeing that Liu Qinghuan had been fooled, Ye Heng wrapped himself in his little quilt contentedly and listened to the story told by the girl he liked.
"There is a five-lotus pond in the Golden Light Cave of Taiyi Zhenren..."
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