"Three thousand years ago, Li Jing served as the general at Qiantang Pass, protecting the people..."
The folding fan in Shen Mo's hand snapped open halfway, his voice became rhythmic and his eyes were bright. He also made some impromptu modifications to Ye Heng's manuscript using storytelling idioms.
It can be said that it praises when it should be praised and suppresses when it should be suppressed, and the connection between the beginning and the end is seamless.
"Mr. Shen is really amazing. Brother Xiaorong, bring Mr. Shen a cup of tea." Liu Qinghuan felt that after Shen Mo's story, the familiar story sounded particularly fresh and interesting.
This wave is stable.
Shen Mo put away the pretentious manner he had just used when telling a story, and folded his folding fan in his palm: "I think I am worthy of the boss's two taels of monthly salary."
His smug look is truly disgraceful.
Tian Rong, who was standing by, was deeply moved after hearing this: "This gentleman only gets two taels of silver a month, and his boss really thinks highly of him."
Tian Rong brought the tea and seeing that it was getting late, he opened the shop door to welcome customers.
At noon, customers arrived one after another. They were very curious to see the new stage in Huanxi Restaurant. After a while, when they saw Shen Mo go on stage, they knew that there would be something exciting to see today.
The guests at a table were whispering to each other.
"Isn't this Mr. Shen, the one who only knows how to talk about General Qingguang?" This customer had been to many brothels and was familiar with Shen Mo.
"Now that you mention it, it's definitely him," said a guest at the same table, picking up a small cold dish with his chopsticks. "I thought Shopkeeper Liu had come up with something new, huh?"
Seeing the guests' change from anticipation to lack of interest, Shen Mo smiled calmly.
You look down on me, just wait and see!
Shen Mo slammed the gavel, opened the meeting briefly, and came up with a new story, which he told to everyone just as he had just done.
When the guests heard the phrase "three thousand years ago", they looked at each other in surprise.
Wow, that’s fresh.
For a moment, they were toasting each other, but their ears were all focused on Shen Mo, and they were silent with their companions.
"Excellent, sir."
When Shen Mo came down, the whole room was silent, with a smug look on his face. Liu Qinghuan was very satisfied with the result.
"That's right." Although he still looked nonchalant, Shen Mo's brows were filled with confidence and pride.
"Yu Niang should have prepared the meal," Liu Qinghuan patted Ye Heng, "Will you take Mr. to dinner?"
The two of them had been taking turns to go to the backyard for lunch, and Yu Niang and Tian Rong only took the time to eat a few bites.
"Yeah." Ye Heng originally thought that Shen Mo was a trouble, but then he thought that if he didn't take him with him, Liu Qinghuan would definitely take him personally.
Let’s go.
What could he do? He was desperate.
Ye Heng was unexpectedly easy to talk to, and Liu Qinghuan was a little caught off guard.
In Shen Mo's eyes, it became Liu Qinghuan who had the skill to control her husband.
"Thank you for your help, young cousin." Shen Mo bowed to Ye Heng and felt that women were really scary.
He used to be a tough guy, but now he does whatever his wife says.
Ye Heng didn't talk to Shen Mo, but walked straight ahead and led Shen Mo into the backyard.
Not long after the two of them left, someone came to pay the bill. It seemed to be a regular customer, and he mentioned Shen Mo's affairs in passing: "Boss Liu, our restaurant is really amazing. The dishes are affordable, delicious, and varied. Not only that, we even invited storytellers."
"It's all about business," Liu Qinghuan reported the amount according to the bill and said with a smile, "Uncle Chen, please come often."
"Hey, this gentleman tells great stories. I wouldn't get tired of listening to him even if I listened to him for a year. Just for this, I have to come here often." Uncle Chen's words were exaggerated, but Liu Qinghuan enjoyed it.
I thought this would be nothing if it were in the Investiture of the Gods. Ancient people were really easy to fool.
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