Grandpa is not vegetarian

Mu Yunyi didn't sleep all day and night, and Mu Yunyi was extremely sleepy. Fortunately, there was no wind today. He leaned against the pile of firewood and took a nap. He woke up after sleeping for two hours. By the time he entered the city, he had already recovered a lot of energy.

When he arrived at Xingqing Street, fans were already waiting at his original place: "Mr. Xiao is here! Mr. Xiao is here!"

Mu Yunyi greeted everyone with a smile, and talked about his visit to Yueran Teahouse: "I will talk about it in the teahouse from now on. I will talk about a cross talk in the morning and a long storytelling in the afternoon. I hope you like it. Join us."

Hearing what he said, most people are happy. After all, most of the people who listen to him here every day when they have free time are rich people. They used to be too tired to stand and listen here every day. Now they can sit and listen in the teahouse. , they were not short of the tea money, and they all expressed their satisfaction, especially Yuanwai Zhao and Shopkeeper Qiu: "Mr. Xiao should have done this long ago!"

Only a few, who were reluctant to part with the tea money, muttered a few words, and scattered in dismay.

After entering the teahouse, there have been several tables of regular customers here. Mu Yunyi brought this group in, and immediately most of the seats were filled. That's all, since entering here now, it also represents the face of the teahouse and shows respect to everyone, please wait for a while, I will wash up and tidy up, and then we will talk right away!"

An Xiaobei followed him to the backyard, fetched water for him from the well, washed his head and face, Mu Yunyi took off the outer cloak again, folded it and sent it to his room upstairs together with the package, and then went back Go to the lobby and sit on the grand master chair arranged for him by shopkeeper Li. This time, there is no need to attract people's attention, and the previous Taiping lyrics will not be sung.

In this day and age, storytellers have a high social status and are quite respected because of their literacy and erudition, and they are not completely commercialized. They are quite different from actors and advocators. Yi thought that if this thing leans toward scholars, its status will be high, and if it leans toward actors, its status will be low, so he tries to avoid singing as much as possible, and often quotes from other sources, mixing some words from sage books such as the Analects of Confucius and Lao Tzu, We must not let others think of him as a singer, and gradually let the "fans" have an impression of him, from pity to respect.

The lyrics of Taiping were canceled, and the opening poem was directly mentioned. Now, in the opening poem, he does not say those funny words such as "the old couple sleeps and fights for heat", but replaces it with "morality, three emperors and five emperors, fame in Xia, Shang and Western Zhou Dynasties". It is more literary, which is also in line with the atmosphere of the teahouse. Those who listen know how to nod and praise, and those who don't understand should also pretend to understand and nod to praise.

Today Mu Yunyi talked about "Wax Skewers", about an old lady whose three sons were unwilling to support her, and her daughter gave him an idea, melted tin wax skewers to make ingots and silver bars, and sewed them on her body with cloth , Said that the old man left it secretly, whoever served the old lady well, the inheritance will be given to whoever, the three sons and daughters-in-law are vying to please the old lady this time, and after the old lady died, they found out that they were all Tin, the dream of getting rich was shattered, and I cried bitterly on the old lady's grave.

This passage takes filial piety as the righteousness, is funny and touching, and Mu Yunyi interprets it vividly with a clear childish voice. Everyone nods and frowns at times, and is completely brought into the story. After the narration, the audience applauds.

Mu Yunyi didn't ask the audience for money as usual, he just stood up and told everyone that there will be another show in the afternoon, he will talk about the long Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and after saying a few words of blessing, he will leave the stage, and the audience will pay as usual. Mu Yunyi refused to accept it: "Before I had no other choice, so I asked for your help. Now I am here with shopkeeper Li, and I have been paid. If you can come to Yueran Tea House to join me, drink tea and listen to books, it is the greatest support for me. There is no need to give any extra money.”

Everyone praised Mr. Xiao for his benevolence and righteousness loudly. There were a few that Mu Yunyi insisted on giving, but Mu Yunyi just clasped his fists to express his gratitude, and asked An Xiaobei to pick them up and send them to the cabinet. No matter who took them, it was he and half of the teahouse family. , Now it is natural to save face.

There are quite a lot of customers in the tea house at noon, and there is a restaurant in the backyard, and the guys take turns to eat. When Mu Yunyi arrived in the backyard, there were already two young guys squatting in the corner with big bowls to cook rice. Obvious envy: "Mr. Xiao also came to eat."

Mu Yunyi nodded and smiled: "Yes, it's not Mr. Yunyi, just call me Yunyi, what do you call me?"

Both of them were not very old, and they stood up a little flattered: "My name is Qu Chi, and his name is Bai Wa."

Mu Yunyi clasped his fists: "My name is Mu Yunyi, and I will be colleagues from now on. Uh, we work together to make a living, and I hope we can take care of each other."

The two hurriedly put the bowl on the ground, imitating Mu Yunyi's clasped fists in a hurry: "Yes, I still need Mr. Xiao to take care of me."

Mu Yunyi asked how to eat, Qu Chi quickly ran to the kitchen cabinet to get two bowls, put the food in the pot and brought it over, Bai Wa dragged out a small table from the room in the south, similar to the one in the front hall It's the same as the tea table, but it's a bit worn out and a little lame, and it's placed in the yard.

Mu Yunyi also went in and found that this was their bedroom, because it was facing south to north, whether there were windows on the east, west and south sides, even though it was noon, it was dark, the room was not small, and there was a big kang on the south side with bedding Scattered piles on it, and dirty clothes, stinky socks, melon seeds, etc. were thrown everywhere, reminding Mu Yunyi of the boys’ dormitory when he was in college. Fortunately, there is no instant noodles here. Otherwise, if it is mixed with the smell of feet, it will be called ecstasy.

Qu Chi's fair face was a little red: "I got up in a hurry this morning, and I haven't had time to clean it yet."

Mu Yunyi smiled and finished the work, helped him bring three stools to the yard, and ate together around the table.

His time for storytelling is converted into later generations, that is, from 12:30 am to 02:30 pm, from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm, and there is an hour and a half break at noon. Yunyi planned to take the imperial examination. After all, the status of a scholar in this era is extraordinary. At least one must be a scholar to be considered a foothold.

The enlightenment reading of this era is "Three Hundred Thousands", and Mu Yunyi wants to get a copy of the Three Character Classic to enlighten the two children.

The three-character classic in the bookstore costs three hundred coins for a thin copy, and the paper and ink are also the worst, and the printing is not good-looking. Mu Yunyi plans to rent it out for ten coins a day. Two pieces of money for one penny. There are 120 poems in the "San Zi Jing", each with four sentences and three characters per sentence. Mu Yunyi copied them in standard lower case letters. It is relatively good paper, and it costs only [-] cents a piece, which is much cheaper than buying it directly from the bookstore!

Mu Yunyi bought one hundred expensive ones, one hundred cheap ones, and bought ink, inkstone, and three brushes, spending a total of nearly [-] Wen. When he came out of the shop, Mu Yunyi sighed secretly: No wonder you talk about reading books. Burning money, he just bought a set of relatively low-end Four Treasures of the Study, which cost half a tael of silver, and the annual harvest of half an acre of land was used up.

Back at the teahouse, Mu Yunyi went to his room, studied the ink and dipped the pen, and began to copy the book. However, Mu Yunyi copied more than 1000 characters at a fast speed, but he was not impetuous. It was all neat Liu style regular script. By the time I got to work in the afternoon, I had already finished copying.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Mu Yunyi began to talk about "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and then yesterday's Zhanhuangjin began to say: "This Zhang Jiao, he said that he went to the mountains to collect medicine and met the old fairy of Nanhua. Do you know what the old fairy of Nanhua is? Origin? He was Zhuangzi in the Warring States Period, five or six hundred years later, Zhuangzi was a Taoist sage, the so-called Confucianism Confucius and Mencius, Taoism Lao Zhuang, and Laozi are also called the two sages of Taoism. This corner says that he met him and was called Zhuangzi took a fancy to it and gave him a copy of "Taiping Essentials", which can call wind and rain, and cast beans into soldiers..."

After speaking for half an hour, there was still a break for a stick of incense in the middle. Mu Yunyi drank some tea, rested his throat, and then spoke again.

"However, it is said that Zhang Fei beat Duyou angrily, what kind of troubles did he cause, and what is the future and life of the three brothers? Let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

Mu Yunyi stood up, cupped his fists to bid farewell to the audience, and was about to leave the stage when suddenly a young boy in rich clothes, about twelve or thirteen years old, yelled, "Wait a minute!" A piece of silver was handed to Mu Yunyi's table.

Mu Yunyi cupped his fists and saluted: "Thank you!" He sent the money to the counter, and then left again.

The boy stopped again: "Where's your embroidered cloth strip?"

Mu Yunyi was startled: "What cloth?"

The boy was a little anxious: "After rewarding you with money, you will give a piece of cloth, and you will fight for the purse at the end."

Mu Yunyi smiled: "There is no more lottery draw now, and there is no purse to send." He handed the money back.

"How can I do that!" The other party refused to take the money, stomping his feet, "I came out today to win money." He called a servant, "Sweet man, you said you can win money here!"

The boy named Tianlang came over and said to Mu Yunyi: "I got a purse from you a few days ago. Our master looked at it and agreed that we must have another one. You can give him one and we will spend money to buy it." Is yours still not working?"

The boy nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, let's buy it directly, sweet man, and get the money!"

Mu Yunyi waved his hand: "In the past few days, I was forced to do so, and I just did a few rewards for the guests, to give back to these friends who supported me. I'm not referring to the embroiderer who sells money for that thing. See how you are dressed, sir. , speech and conversation, everything is extraordinary, what kind of good needle and thread can't be found at home? Why bother to look at my rough thread and inferior cloth."

The boy took out a purse embroidered with magpies on branches from his sleeve: "The maids and women in our mansion are not as vivid as you in embroidery, the magpies seem to be flying, they are all dull things if they don't handle them well. "

Zhao Yuanwai suddenly said, "This is the second young master of the Jiang family. It's rare to have such a rare item. If it's convenient for you, Yunyi, just make one for him."