After the eldest daughter was reborn, she became a crazy output

Baichaxiang 3rd Floor

There were three people sitting in the familiar box.

Cha Cha, Gu Jue, and a middle-aged man.

"Uncle Miao, are you ready?" Gu Jue raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the only man in the room with a smile in his eyes.

The man smiled heartily, "Don't worry, Xiao Linglong, I can't be more confident in your uncle Miao's work."

"Row."

"Then we will start the action in two days." Seeing that everyone was ready, Gu Jue made the decision directly.

"understand!"

"understand!"

"Cha Cha, arrange for Bai Cha Xiang to be ready in the next two days. Ask Aunt Miao to make a list for me. After I finalize the list, I will send invitations to the female guests in advance."

"it is good."

"Uncle Miao, thank you for your hard work for the time being." After arranging the affairs in Baichaxiang, Gu Jue looked at Uncle Miao and said seriously.

"Understood, Linglong, don't worry."

Uncle Miao is a very cheerful man, and he looks like a tall man, which is totally inconsistent with what he is about to do.

"Linglong, although I can't say that my storytelling skills are very good, but I have listened to other storytellers' performances, and I think I am not worse than them."

"Besides, I learned from my father, who was a famous storyteller when he was young. It's just that he stopped early, and his fame has not yet spread to Yanjing."

“But in the Yao’an area, my father is still very famous. He will never lose to the storytellers in Yanjing?” Uncle Miao assured with a firm look in his eyes.

In fact, there was no need for Uncle Miao to guarantee, Gu Jue had already known that in a head-on confrontation, Uncle Miao would not lose.

Uncle Miao’s father, Mr. Miao, is a famous storyteller in Yao’an.

The Yao'an area values ​​enjoyment, especially storytelling, and storytellers emerge in large numbers.

Different storytellers can tell the same story in different ways. Some people who love storytelling even listen to the same story five or six times.

It is quite remarkable that Mr. Miao has made a name for himself in Yao'an.

In fact, she originally preferred that the old man of the Miao family and Uncle Miao be together, but when she thought of the old man Miao's personality, she rejected it instantly.

As for storytellers in the Yao'an area, although she is currently short of people, she doesn't want to find outsiders.

To put it bluntly, she simply doesn't trust strangers.

Furthermore, all the famous storytellers in Yao'an are old. Should we ask them to go to Yanjing?

Not too possible.

If Baichaxiang moves to Yaoan in the future, we can still cooperate with them.

But in Yanjing, it obviously doesn't work.

"Linglong always trusts Uncle Miao to do things."

"But after the story begins, please be extra careful, Uncle Miao. The backers of several teahouses in Yanjing are very influential."

"At present, Bai Cha Xiang has no backers, so please be careful. I will also send people to protect Uncle Miao."

Although Gu Jue has great confidence in Uncle Miao, there is only one storyteller in Bai Cha Xiang now, and those with ill intentions will easily focus their attention on Uncle Miao.

"clear."

"But, Linglong, are you really not going to invite my father over? Or invite a few more storytellers, although I can do it alone." But we still have to be prepared for any eventuality.

Although Uncle Miao did not finish his words, Gu Jue obviously understood what he was not saying.

"Grandpa Miao wrote to me, but I refused."

"Yanjing is not safe for now, and the situation will get worse in the future."

"Bai Cha Xiang hasn't established a firm foothold yet. Everything is still in its infancy. I'm worried that they will come over and cause trouble." I'm even more worried that I won't be able to protect them.

After Gu Jue finished speaking, his eyes dropped and he picked up the cup and started drinking tea.

Hearing Gu Jue's words, Uncle Miao instantly thought of the other old men in the village.

In an instant, I felt extremely embarrassed and ashamed.

It would be fine if it was just his old man alone, he could just keep him by his side and watch over him every day.

But once his old man comes, the others will definitely follow.

That’s when the real trouble comes.

An old man is not afraid of anything, he is just afraid of several old men gathering together.

They were already annoyed enough in the village. If they really came to Yanjing, they would not need to develop anymore and could just pack up and go home.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's better not to let them come. It's even better not to let them come. Don't let them come!"

Originally, Uncle Miao just agreed with Gu Jue's opinion, but later he began to remind Gu Jue not to let those old men come over.

He was afraid.

"Don't worry, I have already informed Uncle Feng and sent people to guard it. If anyone is found coming, they will be sent back immediately." Gu Jue sighed inwardly.

For this purpose, she even specially sent a movie star over there.

"Uncle Miao, don't worry. It won't be long before there will be a new storyteller."

"it is good."

Uncle Miao was not worried at all about Gu Jue's ability, nor did he have any doubts.

Since Linglong said that there will be a new storyteller soon, there must be one. He will just guard the place well during this period and pave the way.

Not long after Uncle Miao left, Gu Jue got a list.

Looking at the names above, Gu Jue frowned slightly, "Are these all people who have introduced themselves?"

Aunt Miao was stunned for a moment and then reacted immediately.

"The only female guests are Miss Xu, Princess Jiahe, Madam Yuan, and they have announced their identities."

"These people are regular customers on the third floor of Bai Cha Xiang. Many of them even come here every day and reserve a private room in advance."

"Male guests rarely introduce themselves, and they always use the title of the young master around them to reveal their family background."

Many female guests are like this too. They will only introduce themselves when they need to make a reservation in advance.

After stroking the list in his hand for a long time, Gu Jue said, "Send a note to the guests who frequently book private rooms at Bai Cha Xiang. Other guests can inform them appropriately in the next two days."

??"yes."

Aunt Miao actually didn't quite understand the reason for doing this. Bai Cha Xiang originally planned to make Bai Cha Xiang famous through storytelling, so naturally the more people the better.

By then, people from all the major mansions will come. Wouldn't that be more beneficial to Bai Cha Xiang?

Aunt Miao didn’t quite understand why she did this, but since the other party was Xiao Linglong, she must have her reasons.

So after receiving the instructions, Aunt Miao went to do the job without knowing why.

Aunt Miao was quick to act. She finished the post in the evening and was waiting to send it out officially.

And on the other side,

Gu Jue also stepped into a small courtyard at night.

Although this courtyard looks simple on the outside, it has everything you need inside.

In the study, Gu Jue was sitting in a rocking chair looking at a stack of things.

Sitting next to him were Mr. Gu Qi and Mrs. Gu Song Lian, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

The two people's expressions were very different. Song Lian was calm and composed, but Gu Qi's face was full of unconcealed nervousness.

Seeing that Gu Jue still had no emotion on his face after reading it, Gu Qi became even more nervous.

His tone was filled with uncontrollable uneasiness.

"how?"

Hearing the voice, Gu Jue didn't look at the other party, but focused on the thing in his hand. He flipped through the book again, answering while flipping through it, his tone was frighteningly calm.

"is acceptable."

Hearing Gu Jue's comments, Gu Qi felt relieved.

It’s just, “Is it really possible?”

Why did the tone and expression sound like it was not allowed, which made him feel uneasy.

"Well, it's okay, keep writing."

His tone remained unchanged, and he didn't even raise his head. He was still leisurely lying in the rocking chair, slowly flipping through the pages, and the chair was rocking gently.