Chapter 4, Storytelling to Make Money

Although Wei Xiaobao's aura is full of pretense, after all, he is just a small child, but as the so-called entrance is a guest, Boss Wang still greeted him with a smile, "Little guest officer, what style do you choose, these are the new styles of our store recently, they are all the best splendors in Jiangnan, you must be satisfied, of course, you get what you pay for, this price is ......" said, Wang shopkeeper deliberately smiled, paused his words, obviously did not believe that Wei Xiaobao could afford it.

Wei Xiaobao said, "You know, there is so much nonsense, money is indispensable to you, just want this pink one, do it according to this, you must be the best, the master is not bad for money." Wei Xiaobao said and deliberately shook the heavy money bag on his waist, and the broken silver in it suddenly sounded crisply.

Boss Wang was overjoyed, and nodded busily and said, "Little guest officer, a total of twenty taels, you can come to pick it up in two hours." ”

Wei Xiaobao nodded and said, "Okay, I'll get it later, and I'll give you the silver later, right?" Boss Wang smiled and said, "Of course, no problem, the guest officer will go slowly." ”

Out of the tailor shop, Wei Xiaobao thought to himself, "No, you have to think of a way to make money as soon as possible, my mother only earned a few taels of silver a month, although I made a hundred taels at once, but after all, it is not a long-term solution, I can't sit back and eat nothing." ”

Wei Xiaobao thought about walking, and came to a teahouse after a while, this will be kung fu, the teahouse is full of guests, from time to time there are bursts of cheers and cheers, which is talking about the Three Kingdoms, the storytelling is a glance, a little stiff, it doesn't sound fun, it is much worse than the old people of Shan Lao Tian in later generations, but it can be seen that the business of storytelling is very hot, very attractive, after a book is finished, everyone will give some reward, the boss will give him a commission, how to say that a book can also earn a few taels.

Wei Xiaobao thought to himself, "Well, there is a door." This thing should be difficult for me, I've read so many novels, I like to listen to reviews when I'm a child, and others don't have it at all, can I also rely on this bastard to eat? ”

Thinking about it, Wei Xiaobao found a corner and sat down, carefully observed the storyteller, storytelling is nothing more than taking a fan square wood or something, while the head is the Tao, the key place is slapped down the table with a fan, and then vividly pretending, the expression on the face is called a rich, learn the big man to be rough and rough, learn the woman to speak softly, learn the animal to learn the same, learn the weather to come to the sound of lightning and thunder, sound and color, talk and sing, all by one person to the fullest performance, Wei Xiaobao thought" Rush back, practice hard by yourself, and believe that with the things in your stomach, it should be no worse. ”

Wei Xiaobao listened to the book for two hours, calculated that it was almost time, got up and threw out two pennies and returned to the tailor shop, seeing that the clothes had been made, the style and materials were good, as soon as he thought of Wei Chunhua's happy expression after seeing it, Wei Xiaobao happily paid the money, and then went back to Lichun Courtyard, first sent the bought rouge gouache to Chunfang, Wei Xiaobao went back to the room, found a good clothes to put on, dressed up, and began to make fun by himself.

Fan, yes, Wei Xiaobao ran to the seventh sister again, stole a paper fan as a prop, and thought to himself, "I am too young, others will look funny, and I am too young, by the way, I will get a pair of glasses, so it will look much deeper and more stable." Wei Xiaobao ran to the guest room again, and while people were sleeping, he tiptoed out the sunglasses of a boy in a green shirt.

also said that Lichun Courtyard is Wei Xiaobao's home, no matter what he lacks, he will not be polite, not to mention, Wei Xiaobao's dictionary does not have these two words at all.

After everything was cleaned up, Wei Xiaobao looked at the mirror again, and he felt okay, and then, he locked himself in the room, faced the mirror, and practiced by himself. ’

Outsiders don't know what Wei Xiaobao is doing in the house, hearing a strange noise in the house, everyone is very puzzled, only listening to the man in the room for a while, the woman talking, and then hearing the sound of tables, chairs and benches colliding, so frightened that someone was so busy that he hurriedly ran to tell Wei Chunhua that he went.

Wei Chunhua had just finished delivering wine to the guests, and was about to secretly leave some wine for her son to drink, when she heard someone calling her name loudly, she thought that the wine stealing had been discovered, so she was in a hurry and hurriedly hid the wine.

"Spring flowers, spring flowers, where are they? Hurry up, your house is haunted. ”

Wei Chunhua just took a breath, glad that it was not a matter of stealing wine, and then the more she listened, the more wrong it became, what's wrong with her house in the middle of the day being haunted, no.

Thinking of this, Wei Chunhua chased after her, and when she saw that it was Chunmei who spoke, she hurriedly asked, "Chunmei, you are talking slowly, what is going on?" What kind of haunting? How can it be haunted in broad daylight? Don't scare me, you Sister Chunhua is timid, you know this. ”

Then Chunmei told Wei Chunhua about the strange noise she heard coming from the small treasure house. When Wei Chunhua heard that something was wrong, she was also worried about what was happening, and while she was in a hurry to go back, she was worried in her heart, "Could it be that my baby son is sick again?" It's not been long, so don't make any more moths. ”

Wei Xiaobao was talking in the room with relish, when suddenly there was a 'bang', and the door was pushed open, only to see Wei Chunhua looking at herself with big eyes.

Wei Xiaobao asked in wonder, "Mother, what's wrong?" Isn't it time to eat, I'm just a little hungry, by the way, the clothes are ready, or you can try it to fit for sure, I've picked the best clothes to make."

Wei Chunhua was really frightened at first, as soon as she came back, she heard the sound of ping-pong in the room, and when she opened the door, she saw Wei Xiaobao, wearing a nondescript long shirt, and I don't know where she found it, and she was wearing a pair of big sunglasses, looking old-fashioned, and holding a paper fan in her hand, standing on the table, chirping there, not knowing what to say.

Wei Chunhua hurriedly walked closer, looked at it carefully, and then sighed, "It's okay, by the way, Xiaobao, what are you doing here?" I thought something was going on in the house,"

Wei Xiaobao replied, "Mother, I'm fine, I don't see someone on the street reading books, so I'll learn how I learn and see how I learn." Mother, do you try on the clothes first to see if they fit? ”

Wei Chunhua sneered, and said in her heart that her son has really grown up and is sensible, although he is not decent, at least he is kind.

"Okay, good, good, mother try, by the way, Xiaobao, how much money did you spend in total? Didn't my mother tell you, don't spend money indiscriminately,"

Wei Xiaobao shook his head and retorted, "Oh, mother, you don't want to think about when you made this dress, you can't have a good appearance in Lichun Courtyard, and no one can lose yourself if you lose, we are not short of money now, we can't lose face, no, it's not more than twenty taels of silver." ”

Wei Chunhua didn't wait to finish listening, she exploded her lungs, rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward to screw Wei Xiaobao's ears, "What, you little rabbit cub, twenty taels, not much?" Aren't you going to kill your mother? How much does my mother earn in a month, and I will provide you with a study and marry a daughter-in-law in the future, which one must not spend money, even if you have money, say that a good girl will be willing to marry you, can my mother not save money? You heartless little bunny, hurry up, don't give me back. ”