The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Boy Jiang, what are you causing trouble? Get aside quickly and don't bump into the noble man."

Jiang Fan did not leave, but looked at the old man with a smile.

The old man's snow-white thick eyebrows frowned: "You, a little waiter, still know how to tell stories?"

Jiang Fan smiled confidently: "Old sir, you might as well give it a try. If it doesn't work, how about I treat you to this meal?"

"Oh?" After hearing what he said, the old man looked up and down with interest: "That's fine! I'll just listen to what you, a little waiter, have to say."

But the old man also told me that if he said something bad, he would never come again.

The boss and shopkeeper were also in a hurry and sought medical treatment, so they had no choice but to let Mr. Jiang give it a try.

So Mr. Jiang looked around, took out a chopstick cage, slapped it hard on the table, cleared his throat and said: "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes... It is said that the general trend of the world will inevitably divide after a long period of time.

After a long separation, they must be reunited..."

It was just the beginning, and the old man's eyes lit up.

The boss and shopkeeper hid aside, not in the mood to listen to what Jiang Fan had to say. They only paid attention to the old man and were extremely nervous. However, they soon discovered that the old man was becoming more and more fascinated as he listened. In the end, he even cheered, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

But when the old man was listening to the most intoxicating words, he saw Jiang Fan slap his hand on the table: "If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the explanation next time!"

The old man was stunned immediately: "Why, the little brother didn't say anything anymore?"

Jiang Fan said with a smile: "Old sir, this book is very long and cannot be finished in one day. Besides, I haven't thought about the rest of it yet. If you want to listen, please come back tomorrow."

"This..." The old man felt disappointed, but what Jiang Fan said was reasonable and reasonable, so he had to give up.

He casually dropped a piece of silver that weighed ten ounces and said, "Young man, I will definitely come back tomorrow, so you have to think about what to do next."

"Don't worry, we will find out tomorrow." Jiang Fan smiled.

The old man left with great regret, but no one noticed that in a private room on the second floor, a fat, white-faced man also left quietly.

Jiang Fan threw the money to the dumbfounded shopkeeper and put the towel on his shoulder: "Shopkeeper, I'm going to work."

The boss was so anxious that he rushed up and grabbed Jiang Fan's arm: "My living ancestor, what kind of work do you do..."

That night, after the empress finished reviewing the memorial, she still wanted to hear about Jiang Fan.

But this time the reporter was replaced by a slightly fat eunuch. He was extremely excited. He had been in the palace for ten years and finally made it to this day. After countless rigorous selections and coincidences, he was able to achieve this.

An opportunity to stand in front of the most powerful empress. This was his opportunity, and even his nervous palms were sweating. He had been practicing secretly along the way, and he must seize it.

"Your Majesty, today's report may be a bit long. I'll give you a cup of tea first. It's already cold."

The empress nodded slightly.

The eunuch then bowed and stepped forward, picked up the teapot with a handkerchief and filled it up for the empress. Then he took a few steps back and said, "Young Master Jiang got up earlier than usual this morning and left the house at about three o'clock.

Because I found a job as a waiter through the Yaren I met when I bought the house, it was Penglai Pavilion, which was newly opened for 27 days. At noon, Mr. Meng, the handsome man, and his entourage passed by Penglai Pavilion for dinner. Seeing that the business was deserted, he felt unhappy.

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"Oh?" the eunuch spoke eloquently. The narration was clear and concise, neither dull nor embellished. The empress was obviously interested.

"What story did you tell me? Tell it to me verbatim."

The eunuch hurriedly said: "I obey the order. In order to facilitate your majesty to understand the situation at that time, may I dare to imitate Mr. Jiang?"

The empress looked at him in surprise: "That's right!"

The eunuch then moved a table and placed it in front of him, and took out a chopstick cage from his arms: "My servant is so presumptuous."

Then he coughed lightly and slammed the chopstick cage on the table.

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes..."

The empress listened quietly. She was Jiang Fan's Linjiang Immortal. She had known about this for a long time, but she never thought that it would start with this.

The eunuch imitated Jiang Fan's tone, expression and movements: "Speaking of which... great things in the world, if they are together for a long time, they will be divided, and if they are divided for a long time, they will be reunited!"

From the beginning, the empress' eyes lit up.

…

The eunuch actually recited Jiang Fan's first scene word for word, and his movements, expressions, and tone were very similar.

The empress listened with great concentration. Suddenly, the eunuch slapped the chopstick cage: "If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the explanation next time!"

The empress was stunned, her reaction was the same as that of the old man.

"No more?"

The eunuch hurriedly bowed and said: "No, let's stop here. The boss was also very sorry at that time, but Mr. Jiang said that he hadn't thought about it yet and asked him to go tomorrow."

The empress thought about it for a long time before slowly saying: "I'll go again tomorrow... I'm still so weird."

The eunuch was very sensible and did not interrupt.

"Continue tomorrow just like today."

The eunuch was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "I understand."

The empress then raised her eyes and looked at him: "You're pretty good. What's your name?"

The eunuch said: "Your Majesty, my servant's surname is Zhao. He has no correct name. He is the second oldest in the family, so he is called Zhao Er."

The empress nodded: "From now on, you will be responsible for this matter. Go down."

Zhao Er was immediately elated. He knew that the empress had recognized him. As long as he firmly grasped this opportunity, he was very likely to soar into the sky. Not only could he become a chamberlain, he might even be a great eunuch. Mr. Jiang,

You are my noble person, Zhao Er...

But he just kept a flattered look on his face. After kowtowing his thanks, he walked away in small steps backwards.

But when I was going out, I suddenly heard the empress say: "Zhao Er is not very nice. I'll look for an opportunity to ask Mr. Jiang to get one for you."

Zhao Er quickly agreed.

But when he exited the palace, he didn't notice the strange look on the empress's face.

...The name he chose may not be as good as Zhao Er...

Is this bad taste?

The newly opened Penglaiju is very popular.

It was so popular that it was packed every day. From the beginning, it was packed with guests, and then queued for two miles every day. Finally, even for meals, reservations had to be made three days in advance.

There is only one reason, there is a waiter there who is telling stories.

Although the people of the old Qin Dynasty, with their fierce folk customs, didn't care much about poetry and songs, they had no resistance at all to the "Three Kingdoms", a majestic masterpiece involving politics, war, conspiracy, and martial arts.

In just over ten days, "Three Kingdoms", which begins with the majestic Linjiang Immortal, has become popular in the streets and alleys. No matter the dignitaries or the common people are talking about it. Especially the civil servants, generals and warriors, they are better able to taste the three flavors.

, as long as they have heard of it, they are all amazed by it and praise it as a wonderful document in the world. And the name of the storyteller Jiang Yulang also spread in the streets and alleys.

It is said that Jiang Yulang's storytelling was full of emotion and fascinating, unmatched by anyone, which made countless people want to come and listen to the story in person. But it was not easy to get in. Penglai Residence was full all day long, with countless people queuing up.
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