Time Traveling: The Man and Wife Heads the House

After hearing Zhang Chi's thoughts, Gu Xihe lowered his head slightly and became silent.He knew that the method Zhang Chi said would work, but he didn't want to agree.But he promised Zhang Chi to let him do what he wanted.What a contradiction!

Cui Jingshun stroked his beard and said, "Well, I think the proprietress's idea is good, maybe it will work."

Zhang Chi was even more enthusiastic, "Uncle Cui, are there any storytellers in our teahouse here?"

"Pingshu?" Cui Jingshun is used to the proprietress always saying words that he doesn't understand, "What is Pingshu?"

Zhang Chi explained to him, "It's just... that is, someone tells a story on stage, a continuous story, one part every day."

"This...hasn't happened. At least we don't have any in the teahouses in Gucheng Town."

Zhang Chi patted the table happily, "There is no best, we are the only ones in this Gucheng town! Xihe, what do you think?"

Gu Xihe raised his head and said hesitantly, "Brother Chi, how long are you going to tell stories in the teahouse?"

Zhang Chi rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "One session a day is enough. If there are many people, I can talk one session in the morning and one session in the afternoon."

"Will that be too tiring?"

Zhang Chi didn't care, "Why are you tired? It's just telling stories, and I talk a lot every day now!"

"But…"

"This is just an attempt. If it succeeds, our teahouse will be better. If it doesn't work, we'll find another way. Xihe, do you think there is any problem?"

Facing Shang Zhangchi's excited eyes, Gu Xihe couldn't say anything to object, so he could only nod his head.

"Great! Xihe. I think we're going to do another promotion."

Gu Xihe saw that Zhang Chi was full of energy, even if he disapproved, he couldn't bear to say it.

"Brother Chi, do you still want to advertise on the street?"

"Yes! We want to focus on storytelling this time. Xihe, let me tell you the beginning of a story. You write it on the flyer, so that people who read the beginning will want to know the following content. If they If you want to know, come to our teahouse to listen to the story."

Cui Jingshun said: "When they come, naturally they won't just listen to stories. They will also have a cup of tea and something to eat..."

There was light in Zhang Chi's eyes, "Yes!"

Looking at the longing eyes of the two, Gu Xihe could only nod his head.

Zhang Chi is a person with super mobility, and since he has decided to do it, he must do it well.Although Gu Xihe was conflicted, he still supported him.

That night, Gu Xihe wrote dozens of leaflets, each of which was written in small letters, with neat and beautiful handwriting, as if they were printed uniformly.

Zhang Chi was afraid that he would be tired, so he asked him to write less. Gu Xihe smiled, "Brother Chi, I have been writing for more than ten years. I used to write so many copybooks every day. I can't be tired."

Zhang Chi looked at the copybook and suddenly patted his head, "I knew I had to write so many words, I should have printed it."

Gu Xihe said: "You have too few of these, they won't print them."

"Oh. Then... Thank you for your hard work."

Gu Xihe blushed, put down his pen, and sorted out the leaflets.

The next day happened to be the bazaar that arrived every five days. Zhang Chi originally wanted Gu Xihe to watch the store, so he and Cui Jingshun went to distribute leaflets, but Gu Xihe insisted on going with him, so Zhang Chi had to let Cui Jingshun Look at the store.

There were many people at the meeting, and it was very lively. Zhang Chi stuffed leaflets when he saw people. Soon, half of the leaflets in his hand were handed out.He went to the other side of the market to find Gu Xihe, only to find that he was explaining to an old man!

"Uncle, this is a new activity launched by our teahouse. There are attractive stories every day. The stories are absolutely fascinating. You can bring your little grandson and granddaughter to listen. Order a pot of tea and you can stay in the teahouse for a day , it’s cool and comfortable, and children won’t bother you. And we also have fruit drinks and refreshments in our teahouse, you will definitely feel that the value for money is excellent.”

"Listening to stories?" The old man raised his eyebrows, "I'm so old, what stories do you think I haven't heard?"

"Uncle, I can assure you that you have never heard of this story. How about I tell you?"

After speaking, Gu Xihe ignored the old man's refusal, and started telling the story according to the printed leaflet.He had heard Zhang Chi talk about it several times, so the talk was very attractive.

At first, the old man just patiently listened to a few words out of politeness, but he did not expect to be really attracted by the story.

When Gu Xihe stopped talking, he couldn't help asking: "Why didn't you talk? What's next?"

Gu Xihe showed an innocent smile, "Uncle, I don't know what's next! If you want to know, go to our teahouse tomorrow and listen to the story!"

The old man made a cut, turned around and left. After taking two steps, he turned around again and took the leaflet from Gu Xihe's hand.

Gu Xihe smiled happily, and looked for the next person to promote.

Turning around, I saw Zhang Chi.

"Brother Chi, have you finished posting? So fast!"

Zhang Chi saw that his fair face was flushed with sunburn, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, so he immediately took the leaflet in his hand, "Xihe, go over there and rest, I'll come."

Gu Xihe wiped the sweat off his face, "Brother Chi, I'm not tired."

"It doesn't matter if you're not tired. I'll do the rest."

"Brother Chi, do you think I'm too slow?"

"Of course not." Zhang Chi patted his shoulder lightly, "Look at you sweating so much, I don't want you to be sick."

"I do not have."

Zhang Chi didn't talk to him, "Hey, go and stay under the tree over there, and I'll find you when I finish posting."

Gu Xihe had never been able to resist Zhang Chi's tough but doting tone, so he obediently went to stay under the tree.

Zhang Chi absorbed Gu Xihe's approach, and saw that the target person no longer stuffed the promotional sheets, but simply introduced a few words, and found the next one after arousing his interest.

The leaflets were distributed soon. After returning to the teahouse, Zhang Chi rearranged the lobby and set up a table next to the counter with a gavel on the table.

Since the story is to be told in the same way as storytelling, it should be like that.

Based on his impression, Zhang Chi wrote the outline of a story, and wrote out the story he was going to tell tomorrow.

"Xihe, take a look for me, is there anything I need to change?"

He didn't hear a response, but when he looked back, he saw Gu Xihe sitting on a chair, his face was red, the sweat on his forehead hadn't disappeared, and he turned a deaf ear to his question.

Zhang Chi was startled, and hurried over, raised his hand to touch his forehead, it was hot.

"Xihe, you have a fever!"

Hearing Zhang Chi's cry, Cui Jingshun walked over and carefully looked at Gu Xihe's face, "I'm afraid the boss has a fever, but heatstroke?"

Thinking of Gu Xihe's staying under the sun for so long, Zhang Chi's expression changed.

"Uncle Cui, do you still have mung bean paste? Quickly bring Xihe a bowl, and I'll call the doctor!"

Gu Xihe didn't feel that he was sick, but just felt a little dizzy and lacked strength.

He grabbed Zhang Chi, "Brother Chi, I'm fine, there's no need to call a doctor."

Zhang Chi knew that he didn't want to trouble himself, so he could only put on a straight face: "Xihe, tomorrow is the first time I will tell a story on stage, and I don't want to be distracted by your illness."

The words were cold, but Gu Xihe was particularly fond of this trick, and let go of Zhang Chi's hand.

Liu Zhenyao came soon, and after showing it to Gu Xihe, he also said that he had sunstroke, but fortunately it was not serious, as long as he took two doses of medicine, he would be fine.

Zhang Chi thanked him, went to grab the medicine, boiled it up again, watched Gu Xihe drink it, and stuffed him into the lounge to sleep.

Gu Xihe's resistance was futile, and his body was indeed very tired, so he obediently went to sleep.

Gu Xihe felt that he had slept for a long time, but when he woke up, the sky was still bright.He sat up, shook his head, and the feeling of lightness at noon disappeared.

He walked out of the house and was meeting Xiao An who was running over.Xiaoan is out of school, it should be after the application time.Gu Xihe touched his nose, he didn't sleep for a short time.

"Daddy, are you feeling better?"

Gu Xihe nodded with a smile, "It's much better."

He bent down and picked up Xiao An, "Did Daddy pick you up after school?"

Xiao An put her small arms around his neck, and said in a childish voice, "No, it's grandma."

"Grandma?"

My mother is here?

Gu Xihe walked into the lobby, and sure enough, he saw Gu Lishi, sitting at a table in front of the counter, while Zhang Chi was serving her tea.

Gu Xihe put Xiao An down, walked over a few steps, and bowed to salute.

"Mom, why are you here? Did something happen at home?"

Gu Lishi seldom goes out, let alone would take the initiative to come to his teahouse.

"It's nothing, I just came to see you." Gu Lishi stood up, looked up at Gu Xihe, "Second brother! I have nothing to do, I often go home and take a look, you see that you have lost weight. You are a scholar, You should study honestly and open a teahouse!"

Gu Xihe glanced at Zhang Chi and saw that he lowered his head to reconcile the accounts, as if he didn't hear, he was relieved and said with a smile: "Mother, this is my father's hard-earned family business, that's all. What a pity to be abandoned! Besides, I didn't do anything, it was Zhang Chi who did it."

Gu Lishi took a peek at Zhang Chi, pulled Gu Xihe aside, and said in a low voice, "Xihe, I see that you have been married to Zhang Chi for so long, and there is no man and half woman. Besides, Zhang Chi is a mature woman." Dear Shuang'er, who shows up in public all day long really embarrasses our Gu family. I said, you should have divorced him long ago..."

"Mother!" Gu Xihe interrupted Gu Lishi's words with a firm attitude. "Brother Chi is fine, I won't divorce him."

Gu Lishi was choked for a moment, but she was not angry, and continued: "If you don't want to, mother won't force you. Let me tell you, the youngest daughter of the Meng family just turned [-] this year. She is beautiful and has a good personality. Don't dislike coming to our house to be a kid, what do you think?"

Gu Xihe frowned, "Mother, our family doesn't have a tradition of taking concubines, neither does my father, nor does my eldest brother and younger brother, how can I take concubines?"

Mrs. Gu Li chuckled, "They are not capable. A man with three wives and four concubines is capable! Let me tell you, the old man of the Meng family can say that if anyone marries his daughter, he will give ten acres of paddy fields. Gold ten taels, not to mention silk and satin. Xihe, if you marry her, you won't have to work hard in this teahouse."

Gu Xihe smiled wryly, "Mother, I said a long time ago that I won't take concubines. Even if the young lady's dowry is doubled, I won't agree."

"You child, why are you so stubborn?"

What else did Gu Lishi want to say, with a glance in his eyes, he was facing Shang Zhangchi's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.Her heart trembled, and she could only say: "Xihe, think about it carefully, I'll go back first."

"Mom, I'll see you off."

"No, no, no, Zhang Chi said that you are not feeling well, you should go back and rest earlier!"

After Gu Lishi left, Gu Xihe heaved a sigh of relief, turned around, and met Shang Zhangchi's deep gaze.

He hurriedly said solemnly: "Brother Chi, I won't marry a concubine! You have to trust me!"

Zhang Chi looked at him and didn't speak. He was sweating so anxiously that Zhang Chi said lightly, "Well, I believe in you. Let's go, let's go home."

Only then did Gu Xihe feel relieved.Shouted, "Xiao An, go home!"

Xiao An ran out from the counter, where she was playing abacus just now.He hugged Zhang Chi's leg, raised his head and said, "Father, I don't want to go to school tomorrow, I want to listen to your storytelling."

Zhang Chi said with a straight face: "Didn't I tell you stories every night? Are you still so greedy?"

Xiao An stuck out her tongue, turned around and rushed to Gu Xihe, "Daddy, father and father are so fierce!"

Zhang Chi continued to keep a straight face, "Your father is not feeling well, don't pester him."

Gu Xihe hugged Xiao An, "Brother Chi, Xiao An is still a child, don't be so aggressive!"

"Hmph! This little guy is spoiled by you." After Zhang Chi finished speaking, he reached out to hug Xiao An and stared at him, "Your father and father are sick, do you still want him to hug you?"

"Brother Chi, I'm ready. If you don't believe me, touch my head?"

After saying that, Gu Xihe went to grab Zhang Chi's hand, and when he realized what he had done, his face blushed and he let go.

Zhang Chi put his hand on his forehead and pasted it generously, "Well, it's much better. Let's go, let's go home. In the evening, I will make your favorite preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and then I will make another..."

Xiao An took the opportunity to order, "Father, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs and boiled fish."

At a very young age, he actually likes spicy food very much. After eating boiled fish once, he can't forget it.

Zhang Chi smiled and scratched his nose, "Your father is sick and can't eat spicy food, father and father will make it for you tomorrow, okay?"

"it is good."

At night when Xiao An went to bed, Zhang Chi watched Gu Xihe drink the medicine again, and saw him go to bed early, so he felt relieved.

Zhang Chi was very annoyed and blamed himself. He had heard Gu Zuocheng say that Gu Xihe had been in poor health since he was a child more than once, but after being with Gu Xihe for so long, he has always been strong and never showed a weak side.Zhang Chi only found out today that Gu Xihe needs to be taken care of.

Thinking about it, he is a frail scholar who has studied for more than ten years. When did he do these things?

Zhang Chi secretly decided that Gu Xihe should not be allowed to do this kind of rough work in the future.

Fortunately, Gu Xihe will be fine soon, otherwise Zhang Chi will blame himself even more.It's just that he hid his annoyance very well, but Gu Xihe didn't notice it.

Zhang Chi was a little silent that night. Gu Xihe thought he was nervous because he was going to be on stage to tell a story the next day, and said softly: "Brother Chi, you have prepared well. Besides, you are the only one in our town. One piece, no matter how you say it, you can’t go wrong.”

Zhang Chi smiled, "Yes! I'm not nervous."

Although Gu Xihe didn't know what the joke was, he still laughed.