The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

This store is a famous and time-honored store.

I started from a small stall on the street.

In the beginning, it was just the husband and wife who were busy managing the business.

Later, because of the high quality and low price, the business grew bigger and bigger.

The couple bought space and opened a store.

It has a history of almost a hundred years.

There is an endless stream of diners every day and it is overcrowded.

It is said that the emperors of the previous dynasties secretly left the palace to eat the big cakes from this family!

Lin Mo once took Wu Yue and the others shopping. After trying it once, they thought it was good, so they came here often.

This kind of flatbread is made of yeast dough and has a great texture. It is also sprinkled with some sesame seeds, which will make people drool at the sight of it.

When he went out this morning, Lin Mo had already told Wu Yue that he would come back later tonight, so that they would not wait for him to come back for dinner.

So, he decided to have dinner here.

After eating three large cakes and two bowls of porridge, Lin Mo took a walk along Qianmen Street.

After watching people play two games of chess, he felt it was too boring.

I was about to go home when I suddenly looked up and saw the signboard of "Tongfu Teahouse".

He hasn't been here for a long time since moving.

After thinking about it, Lin Mo stepped into the teahouse.

At this moment, the hall on the first floor was already full of people.

As soon as I walked in, I was greeted by the guy at the counter who was responsible for greeting customers.

He looked at Lin Mo, who looked familiar, and asked quickly, "Are you Mr. Lin?"

"Little Wuzi, do you still remember me?" Lin Mo smiled.

"Hey, no one can forget you, Mr. Lin!"

Xiao Wu immediately put on a smile, "But I haven't seen you for a while!"

"I've been busy lately and haven't had time, so I just came to cheer you up today."

Lin Mo didn't even blink when he told lies.

We have to understand a little bit about the ways of the world, right?

"Is there still room on the second floor?" Lin Mo asked.

"There is also a private seat." Xiao Wu replied hurriedly.

"Okay, then I'll go up and sit."

"Then Master Lin, is it still the same as usual?"

"Yes." Lin Mo took out a piece of ocean and said proudly, "The extra is for you."

The bold and arrogant behavior immediately aroused the side glances of the surrounding tea guests.

Most of the tea guests who come here are ordinary people.

Especially those who gather to share tables with others on the first floor, their economic conditions are average.

Those who really have some money go to the private seats on the second floor.

"Hey! Thank you Mr. Lin!"

Xiao Wu took the money and quickly nodded his thanks.

He led Lin Mo to the second floor and said with a smile: "You are in a hurry today and you met Mr. Chen."

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows: "I haven't been here to listen to books for a long time, and I'm not very familiar with the characters in the industry. Who is Master Chen you are talking about?"

Xiao Wu gave a thumbs up, with admiration on his face: "Sixth Master is now a well-known storyteller in Kyoto City. Our shopkeeper went to great lengths to invite him over, and we only have one meeting a week, every time Whenever he opens the venue, it will be overcrowded."

"Oh..." Lin Mo nodded thoughtfully.

"Oh, I won't say much more about this. You will know when you hear it."

Xiao Wu said with a smile, looking mysterious.

After sitting down, Xiao Wu said enthusiastically: "Please sit down for a while, tea and snacks will be brought to you soon!"

After saying that, he happily went downstairs.

After a while, tea and snacks were brought out.

Lin Mo had just finished eating and was not hungry yet. He grabbed Xiao Wu who was about to go downstairs and asked, "Xiao Wu, I want to ask you something."

"Master, just ask!" Xiao Wu said, patting his chest.

Having just received a reward from Lin Mo, he naturally couldn't neglect it.

"Where's Brother Li Changshou? Has he come here to tell stories recently?" Lin Mo asked curiously.

"You've stopped coming for a long time!" Xiao Wu said casually, "I heard from the shopkeeper that he seems to have gone to Hong Kong Island with his family since his grandfather passed away."

Lin Mo remembered that he had told him that he might leave Kyoto, but he didn't expect that he would go to Hong Kong Island.

He couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and he didn't know when he would see his friend again.

Seeing that Lin Mo was a little disappointed, Xiao Wu changed the topic and said, "Sir, please have some snacks and drink some tea first. The storyteller upstairs will start his lecture soon."

Lin Mo nodded, picked up a piece of snack and took a bite.

Well, sweet but not greasy, it melts in your mouth.

He took a sip of tea and felt a fresh breath rush to his forehead.

After a while, an old man wearing a small coat and baggy trousers came up.

He was energetic, with deep wrinkles on his face, but his eyes were bright.

He first played a piece of music, and then began to explain the topic of the rap - "The Biography of Chen Liu Thirty Masters".

After reciting the opening poem, the lyrics begin.

This "The Legend of Chen Liu Thirty Masters" tells the story of a female artist who came to the beach to tell stories from other places and was trampled by a landlord.

This old man's rap skills are really superb.

His voice was sometimes high-pitched and passionate, sometimes low and tactful, his speech speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and his tone was either kind or harsh, which made Lin Mo listen intoxicated.

Not only does he sing well, he is also good at using expressions and movements to express the character's personality and inner world.

His gestures, eyes, and steps are all full of drama, making the whole story more lively and interesting.

Lin Mo couldn't help but admire this old gentleman's talent and skills.

He felt that this old gentleman was very different from the storytellers he had seen before.

The other party not only has solid basic skills and rich performance experience, but is also good at using various techniques to attract the audience's attention.

The content of this person's rap is no longer a cookie-cutter story, but a novel work full of personality and creativity.

Of course, this is for ordinary people who lack entertainment activities.

From Lin Mo's perspective, the storyline is actually a bit cliché.

After all, his reading volume is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Although the storyline was not attractive enough, Lin Mo still listened with interest.

One can imagine how fascinated the other listeners would be.

The audience was crowded, and passers-by also stopped and forgot to walk.

At the end of the song, the audience burst into warm applause.

Lin Mo couldn't help but clap his hands and praise him.

After the show ended, the teahouse was still bustling with activity.

The audience refused to leave, as if they were still immersed in the wonderful performance just now.

They were talking and admiring, and some even shouted for an extra performance.

However, Mr. Chen is very individual.

As soon as the performance ended, he packed up his clothes and prepared to leave.

No matter how much the audience tried to persuade and plead to stay, and some even offered generous rewards, Mr. Chen remained unmoved.

He smiled and waved his hands, indicating that he would no longer perform.

Just as everyone was reluctantly watching Mr. Chen leave, two patrol policemen, one fat and one thin, suddenly rushed in from outside.

As soon as they entered the teahouse, the fat patrolman with a sinister face asked the shopkeeper angrily: "Is Chen Zhu here with you?"

The shopkeeper was a little confused.

He stammered and replied: "Yes..."

"Two officers, what's going on?" someone asked curiously.

"What's wrong?" the patrolman sneered, "Chen Zhu is in trouble!"