Chapter 976: Locusts Crossing the Border, Not a Blade of Grass Grows

The rest of the people were also trembling, among them there were a few familiar faces, Luo Chen could still clearly call out their names at this moment, and said with a smile: "Everyone, I haven't seen you for many days, how are you doing, Old Li?" ”

"Good!"

"Your Highness has the grace of reinvention for us!" Lao Li Tou kowtowed to Luo Chen with a grateful face, and said softly: "If His Royal Highness hadn't given us the book at the beginning, we would have been begging along the street now!" ”

"yes!"

"After eating a book of Journey to the West, I don't have to worry about eating and drinking in this life."

"It's not just about eating and drinking!"

"Now we are a family of five, all of whom are supported by the little old man!"

"We also have food in our hands, at least, those cubs in our family won't starve to death!"

Everyone expressed their gratitude to Luo Chen, and some newcomers also showed anticipation, they were originally crawling at the bottom, and they were trembling when they saw a county government official on weekdays, for fear that they would accidentally touch someone's brow!

But today, I actually saw the prince of the dynasty, His Royal Highness the Prince, who can't climb high on weekdays, and his heart is naturally excited, even if he dies in the next moment, it can be regarded as a glorious ancestor!

With a hint of a smile on his face, Luo Chen said softly: "Everyone, I invite you here today because I want to discuss something with you!" ”

Hearing Luo Chen's words, everyone was stunned, and their eyes gathered together, showing a look of doubt!

"At the beginning, Lone once said that if you want to plan our storytelling industry, you must have heard of it, Chang'an Chamber of Commerce!"

"There are many commercial banks under the Chang'an Chamber of Commerce, which is intended to establish a common industry standard between various commercial banks, carry out industry planning, and promote in-depth cooperation!"

"In this way, it is for the benefit of the people and self, so now Lone is ready to establish a storyteller association!"

"Invite all the storytellers in the Chang'an area into it, not only to talk about books, but also to ask people to talk about books!"

"Some people are dedicated to writing books, some are dedicated to storytelling, and they can even build a theater, so wouldn't the whole storytelling profession be better?"

"It's not only good for the people, but also allows you to make more money, I don't know what you think?"

Luo Chen said his general policy, and finally glanced around everyone's bodies, with a hint of inquiry.

"Your Highness doesn't know what a theater is?"

An older storyteller looked at Luo Chen with a puzzled expression.

"Huh! This theater is a place for performances! Luo Chen got up slowly and said softly: "As we all know, now you are all in the teahouse and the restaurant to speak, in other words, the storyteller is completely pinned on these restaurants and taverns!" ”

"Once the restaurant closes down, or the tavern closes, our jobs will be lost!"

Luo Chen said earnestly: "This is an unhealthy industry!" ”

"The most important thing is that the number of storytellers in Chang'an City is increasing dramatically, but there are only a few restaurants, and the competition is getting bigger and bigger, will your life be so comfortable?"

Hearing Luo Chen say this, everyone was silent for a while, although they are old, they are not fools, and what His Highness said is very reasonable!

Luo Chen saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and then said: "The so-called theater is to carry out all kinds of performances, express the text and script with body language, and convey it to the audience!" ”

"For example, in "Journey to the West", if you are the Monkey King in Journey to the West, I am Zhu Bajie, he is a sand monk, this is a Tang monk, the four of us stand on the stage, tell stories and perform them, in this way, isn't it more attractive than words?"

"What does Your Highness mean, let's learn juggling?"

An old man with a wooden look asked abruptly!

Luo Chen shook his head with a smile: "It's not juggling, but it's a little similar to how Shuai, juggling is a technical job, and it can't be shown without years of precipitation, but this performance is different!" ”

"Some people are born actors, they don't need to learn and train at all, and their acting is extremely realistic!"

"Therefore, acting in dramas relies on acting skills, and it is not interesting to perform the story with sound and color?"

Hearing Luo Chen's detailed explanation, many people were ignorant, but Cheng Kun was clever and thoughtful.

"Your Highness, you are right, whatever you say, we will do it!"

"Yes, as long as His Highness orders again, we will definitely do it!"

Looking at the fanatical gazes, Luo Chen nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as you have excellent skills, this king guarantees that you will not starve to death, and you will be able to eat!" ”

"Your Highness, how should this storyteller's association be established?"

After a little muttering, Luo Chen said softly: "Since this is the case, then Lone is a good person to the end, and help you set up this storyteller association!" ”

"As for the position of president, you will discuss it by yourself when you go back, what I can do here is to show you a way, give you a few books, and help you plan the direction of future development, so don't let Gu down!"

"Thank you, Your Highness, Your Highness is simply the reborn parent of the villain!"

Cheng Kun knelt directly on the ground and patted his ass: "Today's kindness of His Royal Highness, the villain will remember it in his heart, if His Highness sends something one day, he will definitely die!" ”

"Rebirth parents?" The corners of Luo Chen's mouth twitched, and his heart was full of disdain, "If you have another parent, it is obviously your position to be the crown prince!" ”

Luo Chen took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Shen Wansan, and said softly: "Wansan! I'll leave this matter to you, and remember to personally protect the interests of our storytellers! ”

"Your Highness, rest assured!"

Luo Chen looked at Shen Wansan with a solemn look on his face, and nodded with satisfaction, he was relieved that Wansan would do something!

"You can pay attention to that kid named Cheng Kun, but he is a clever guy!"

Shen Wansan's expression was slightly surprised, and after a long time, he nodded!

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Gangnam.

Nanyuan Mansion, as one of the southernmost counties of the Seven Prefectures of Jiangnan, although it is not as prosperous as Jiangnan Mansion, Anyun Mansion, and Anqing Mansion, but as one of the seven prefectures of Jiangnan, its wealth is definitely much higher than that of the six northern counties!

Between the fields, the people carried hoes and hung silk scarves, ploughing under the scorching sun, in groups of three or five, and from time to time there was a laugh!

"Dude! Seeing that your seedlings are growing so vigorously, there must be another good harvest this year!! ”

A middle-aged man about forty years old looked at an old man who was nearly sixty years old, with a look of envy!

"Hahaha! It's too early to say this, it's just the beginning of summer, and the harvest is still nearly a month away! ”

"Haha! The momentum is so good, if there is no harvest this year, I don't believe it! ”

The two of them have a talking and laughing farming!

Suddenly, a figure ran over from afar, shouting loudly as he ran: "Oh no, something happened, something big happened!" ”

"It's over, it's all over!"

When the man saw the figures of the two, he instantly collapsed and said, "Two old brothers! Run! ”

"It's over! I can't make it this year! ”

"Brother, what happened, you say it, let's figure it out together!" The man squatted down and walked up to the man and comforted!

"You're a mud bodhisattva yourself, how can you save me?"

"Well, see for yourselves!"

Seeing that the man was pointing in one direction, the old man and the strong man turned around at the same time, and their faces suddenly froze, gradually revealing a trace of shock!

"Locust...... Oh, my God! ”

"Oh my God, that's so many!"

"No...... No way! ”

The old man was a little collapsed in an instant, since he had just planted the seedlings, he looked forward to the stars and the moon every day, and waited for his youngest son to go to school when he had enough food~!

But now...... Finished!

It's all over!

"It can't be!" The strong man also looked devastated: "How can there be so many locusts, impossible!" ”

Just as a few people were frightened, a dull buzzing sound came, and the old man's eyes were full of horror, and the overwhelming locusts swept over directly, as if they were overwhelming!

"What are you doing, run!"

The strong man shouted angrily, and walked directly down the mountain with the old man on his shoulder, and glanced back at the man who had completely collapsed, "Let's go!" What are you doing in a daze, feeding the locusts? ”

When the man heard this, he was full of excitement, but his face showed a trace of despair: "My land, my seedlings are gone, if you go, where can you go!" ”

"It's just one acre and three points of land, and it's going to kill me!"

With that, the man lay directly on the ground, closed his eyes, and waited quietly!

And wherever those locusts passed, there was no grass, whether it was crops or leaves, etc., as long as they could be eaten, they swept directly over......

"Wait, let me take another look at my field!"

The old man on his back suddenly grabbed the man and whispered, "Let me grab a handful of soil!" ”

"Keep a thought!"

"My life is almost gone, what do I have left!"

The man roared, "These locusts are all masters who eat people and don't spit out bones!" ”

The old man was full of tears, his eyes were full of crystals, but he kept looking back, staring at his own ground, and there were green seedlings swaying in the wind!

Soon, those invaders were already in his land, one, two, hundreds, tens of millions!

In just a moment, everything turned into smoke!

The old man wept bitterly and roared: "Heaven, why are you playing tricks on me so much? ”

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