The next day, Ling Yi, dressed in scholar's attire, reappeared in front of the big locust tree.
The difference this time was that Ling Yi prepared a table, chairs, a fan, a gavel, and a bag to hold the money.
When Ling Yi arrived carrying these things, quite a few people were already waiting.
Seeing Ling Yi's changed attire, someone laughed and said, "Little beggar, you actually look quite good after all this fuss."
"Haha, then I must thank you all who provide for me," Ling Yi laughed.
Upon hearing the phrase "their bread and butter," many people laughed; the way it was phrased made them feel quite comfortable.
Ling Yi arranged the things, but did not sit down. After all, everyone was standing, and it would make people feel uncomfortable if he sat down to talk.
"Thank you all for coming. From now on, I, Ling Yi, will be relying on you all for my livelihood," Ling Yi said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.
"No problem, as long as you speak well, you'll definitely get a reward."
"Yeah, I couldn't sleep half the night yesterday, I kept thinking about Zhang Xiaofan. I have to get some results today, otherwise, this anxiety is just too much to bear."
"That's right, young man, you'd better say more today."
Everyone was talking at once, creating a lively atmosphere.
At this moment, Guo Fu arrived with Da Wu and Xiao Wu, but she did not go up directly to cause trouble for Ling Yi.
She had to hear the whole story before making a move; she'd been thinking about it all night.
"A general is born with extraordinary courage, a dagger with autumn water at his waist; the wind blows the drums, shaking mountains and rivers; lightning flashes, banners soar high above the sun and moon!"
"Snap!" Ling Yi struck the wooden clapper and continued yesterday's content, beginning the watered-down " Zhu Xian " story.
Ling Yi finally understood why storytellers always had an opening poem and a gavel to rouse the audience.
With that word and the clapping, he immediately silenced the surrounding noise and drew everyone's attention, signaling that he was about to begin his storytelling.
Ling Yi started by telling the story of Zhang Xiaofan entering Qingyun, then moved on to the Water-Avoiding Beast jumping out to block his way, and interspersed it with some stories about the Bloodthirsty Bead. That afternoon, Zhang Xiaofan didn't even get to see the Cloud Palm, and it was never mentioned whether he had successfully become a disciple or not, before the story ended.
It's clear how much "spice" Ling Yi added during those four hours.
There's a reason why Lao Guo is called the "King of Pitfalls"—it's really satisfying to Digging.
This afternoon's earnings were more than yesterday's; the money bag is almost full.
Ling Yi was also all smiles, mainly because he found the process of making money quite fun, and it seemed that Ling Yi was a rather interesting thing.
Although the story had ended, no one wanted to leave, and they all chattered about the characters and plot.
However, the expressions on the faces of the surrounding vendors were not very pleasant.
A group of people blocking the way is seriously affecting business.
One of the vegetable vendors couldn't help but say, "Young man, why don't you go somewhere else tomorrow? With this huge crowd blocking the way, how am I supposed to do business?"
Ling Yi had already anticipated this, and laughed heartily, "Hey boss, can't you see the business opportunity right in front of you? Listen to me, don't sell vegetables tomorrow. Set up a tea stall, put out some melon seeds and snacks, and I'm sure everyone will be tired and thirsty from listening to your business and won't hesitate to patronize you."
The vendors' eyes lit up immediately.
Ling Yi's comment was echoed by many others, "Yes, yes, yes, it would be a real treat to listen to this while eating melon seeds and drinking tea."
"Let's get this straight, you guys shouldn't fight over business. Those selling tea, sell tea; those selling snacks, sell snacks; or you can just team up and open a stall here, it's all fine."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't be saying this here."
One of the vendors asked again, "How long are you going to talk here? If you leave, won't this business not last long?"
"That is indeed a problem. If it's windy or rainy, we might not be able to talk about it," Ling Yi said, frowning.
"How about this, I'll think of a way and give you all an answer tomorrow?"
Everyone could only nod in agreement.
"Hey kid, who gave you permission to cause trouble here?" a boastful voice rang out.
Everyone looked over and saw two teenagers walk in from the crowd.
It was at Guo Fu's behest that Da Wu and Xiao Wu came to cause trouble.
"If you're going to cause trouble, then state your name first!" Ling Yi said disdainfully.
"Who we are is none of your business. We're here to teach you a lesson."
"Not bad, not as brainless as Guo Fu. They know they can't embarrass Guo Jing, but look around, how many people don't recognize you?"
The two were immediately filled with shame and anger. Wu Dunru swung his hand to strike Ling Yi, but Ling Yi easily dodged it and then tripped him, sending him sprawling.
"So useless?" Ling Yi was somewhat surprised. How did Guo Jing teach him?
Seeing his brother fall to the ground in one round, Wu Xiuwen rushed forward without hesitation.
Despite being careful, Ling Yi slipped past him like an eel, then tripped him, and tumbled together with Wu Dunru, who hadn't even stood up yet.
Ling Yi realized that it wasn't that these two were too useless, but rather that his movement skills were superior to theirs.
An agility level of 11 is clearly still quite respectable in the Return of the Condor Heroes World.
Ling Yi had gained a general understanding of his own strength, or rather, a more intuitive understanding of his attribute values.
The two brothers scrambled to their feet in a disheveled state and charged at Ling Yi again, but no matter how careful they were, the result was the same: they fell, fell, and fell again.
Ling Yi's feet seemed to possess magic, always appearing unexpectedly and easily tripping them up.
The onlookers could tell that this young storyteller was quite something and definitely not an ordinary person.
The thugs in the crowd who had originally intended to attack Ling Yi Yiqiu immediately abandoned their plans.
Although the two brothers were not seriously injured, this insult was even more unbearable for them.
Ling Yi kicked them out of the crowd with a final kick each.
As for Guo Fu, she didn't even show her face; she left long ago, too ashamed to admit it.
For the first time, Guo Fu realized that Da Wu and Xiao Wu were truly useless.
They show off in front of themselves, practicing this punch or that kick, but when it really matters, they're nothing special.
After greeting the onlookers, Ling Yi carried the tables and chairs back to the inn.
Because of Ling Yi's instructions, the innkeeper specially prepared a large amount of ingredients this time.
Ling Yi ate a hearty meal once again, completely changing the worldview of the owner and the surrounding diners.
To put it simply, even with three chefs working hard, they couldn't keep up with Ling Yi's eating speed.
Although he earned more today than yesterday, after this meal, Ling Yi didn't have much money left.
Now, Ling Yi has truly become a glutton, the kind that has no bottom.
On the third day, Ling Yi went to tell stories as usual, but this time, Ling Yi put up a wooden sign next to his table with the words: "Guo Fu and rats are not allowed to listen to the story."
Guo Fu, who had secretly come to listen to the storytelling again, was so angry when she saw the wooden sign that she almost exploded on the spot.
But she couldn't bear to leave, so she held her breath and listened to Ling Yi finish telling her the story of the day before jumping out of the crowd, kicking over the wooden sign, and running away.
She shouted as she ran, " Ling Yi, you just wait! I'll have my mother come and beat you up later!"
"If you're so capable, let's fight one-on-one! What are you doing calling your parents?" Ling Yi shouted at Guo Fu's the Back.
The onlookers couldn't help but laugh.
"Brother Ling Yi, is there any way to resolve the matter we discussed yesterday?" At this moment, the vendors approached Ling Yi and asked.
They started selling tea and snacks today, and their income this afternoon was much higher than usual.
They naturally hope this business can continue indefinitely.
"I was thinking of renting a shop and inviting you to sell tea and snacks there, but..."
"Brother, are you short of money? I can scrape together some, but you'll have to give me a break from selling tea," a vendor said.
"I'll chip in too, I want to buy some snacks."
Fruit vendors, dried goods vendors, and snack vendors making steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and other snacks—everyone was clamoring to chip in.
These people aren't fools; naturally, they all want to get involved.
Today, nearly one or two hundred people gathered to listen to the audiobook; everyone can see for themselves whether it was good or bad.
At this moment, someone in the crowd said, "Young man, I do have a shop, big enough, but it hasn't been maintained in a long time. It's just sitting idle anyway, so I might as well sell it to you for a low price."
"Alright, let's go take a look!" Ling Yi also became interested and led the one or two hundred listeners toward the shop the man had mentioned.
Ling Yi's eyes lit up when he saw the storefront.
The building has three floors, and although it's a bit dirty and messy, it's sturdy enough and there are no broken parts.
"What was this place used to be?" Ling Yi asked curiously. This place was so big, it didn't look like a restaurant or an inn.
The two floors are connected, which is quite similar to the layout of the theater in the previous life.
"Ahem, this used to be a brothel," the man said.
"A brothel!" Ling Yi suddenly realized.
"Then why isn't it open?" Ling Yi asked curiously.
"Neither Hero Guo nor his wife liked this place. Besides, the original owner was too arrogant and domineering, offending the Beggar Sect ' Clan several times, and was eventually driven out of Xiangyang City by Chief Huang."
"I bought it because it was cheap, but I didn't know what to do with it, so it's been sitting there ever since."
Well, this guy's got money.
"Brother Ling Yi, let me ask you a question. How many stories like ' Zhu Xian ' do you still have here?" the man asked Ling Yi.
"There are still seven or eight more storybooks; it shouldn't be a problem to tell them for at least three to five years."
"Haha, that's exactly what I wanted to hear. I bought this place for two thousand taels of silver, and I won't raise the price. I'll sell it to you for the original two thousand taels."
Two thousand taels isn't expensive. It's just that the location is a bit out of the way. If we find a suitable buyer, we could easily make several times that amount.
Ling Yi shrugged and said, "Two thousand taels? I can't come up with that right now."
"It's alright, just pay back a little each month. With Brother Ling Yi's abilities, I believe it will only take a few months."
Ling Yi thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
Afterwards, Ling Yi clasped his hands in Fist Dao, "Then I will have to rely on everyone's support in the future."
Everyone agreed and then dispersed.
The small vendors didn't leave, since this would be their business place in the future, so they were naturally very attentive to it.
Hiring someone to clean up the dust and grime kept them quite busy and entertained.
Boss Wang even went home specifically to retrieve the land deed and deliver it to Ling Yi.
"I wonder what name you're planning to give this shop?"
"Let's call it the Storytelling House!"