The Big Farmer of Time Traveling

Chapter 277

Lin Xiazhi finished seven stories in one breath, with a dry mouth, poured a large glass of warm water and drank it all in one gulp.

After listening to each of these seven stories, everyone liked each story very much, and felt that each story was very wonderful. As long as they are well written, they can definitely create an unforgettable protagonist.

Zhu Lian'an chose the story of Zhu Yingtai, and the story of the two female generals was selected by He Jiahua and Wang Qingmei. The other brothers wanted to reconsider which story to choose, so they left one after another and went back to ponder.

"Brother Xia, did you make a big move by asking us to write these stories?" Shi Xingyu was the last one to leave. He felt that every story today was not simple.

Lin Xiazhi learned about Shi Xingyu's background from Cheng Luanjing's mouth. Shi Xingyu's grandfather was the ex-teacher of the current emperor. Enlightenment is taught by the Taifu, and he is indeed more sensitive than others.

"To be honest, tell me, most of what I want to express is in these stories." Lin Xiazhi didn't speak very clearly, he knew that Shi Xingyu could understand.

Sure enough, Shi Xingyu quickly replied: "I know, I will go back and think about it."

After seeing off today's little guests, Cheng Luanjing looked at Lin Xiazhi with a bulging face and pouted mouth: "Brother, didn't you tell me that the story of dreaming of the fat brother's country and the story of entering the brother's country by mistake made me laugh?" Did I write it?"

Cheng Luanjing had thought a lot about the plots that could be used in these two stories, and now that Lin Xiazhi had said them out, how could he have the nerve to say that he wanted to write these two stories, so he could only hold back.

Lin Xiazhi pinched his angry face: "Brother Jing can tell Brother Yu and the others what you think, I have a better idea here, do you want to listen?"

In order to appease Brother Jing who felt deceived, Lin Xiazhi told the story of Nie Xiaoqian in Liaozhai.

There are many versions of Nie Xiaoqian's story in his memory, there are TV series versions, there are movies, and there are all kinds of versions.

After hearing Lin Xiazhi's words, Cheng Luanjing couldn't remember his displeasure just now, hugged Lin Xiazhi and ran to his yard, saying, "Brother, you are really amazing!"

"Brother Jing, slow down, don't run or walk too fast." Lin Xiazhi told him from behind.

"Got it." Cheng Luanjing slowed down obediently.

After sitting on the seat and resting for a while, Lin Xiazhi asked his servants to clean up the plates and teapots in the small garden. The milk tea was almost consumed, and the snacks brought by Yang Yusheng were also eaten cleanly.

Very good, it seems that everyone did not forget to eat while listening to the story, and the snacks in the teahouse should be able to sell well in the future.

"Brother Xia, are you tired this afternoon?" Cheng Fulang brought someone over to help at the right time, so as not to make Lin Xiazhi work hard.

"Fortunately, it's just that they are not as healthy and energetic as their children." Lin Xiazhi smiled.

Although the stories told in the afternoon were all read by Lin Xiazhi before, but he wanted to revise the version to suit the national conditions of Jingguo, and he had to ask questions to guide these buddies. It was exhausting to deal with their questions. Cheng Fulang came over and Lin Xiazhi just continued to sit rest.

Two days later, Shi Xingyu approached Lin Xiazhi alone, saying that he was willing to publish these stories together with Lin Xiazhi, and that his grandfather, the former Taifu, would support these things.

The two talked for a long time in the room, and finally they settled on a name: Qingdai Publishing House.

Shi Xingyu is the president, Lin Xiazhi has the cheek to claim the position of vice president, Jing Geer and the remaining six brothers are the elders.

The name of the teahouse that Lin Xiazhi was about to open was also officially decided at this time. It was called Qingdailou, a place dedicated to friends having tea and chatting, and holding tea parties, poetry meetings, vocabulary, literary meetings, and exchange meetings.

"President Shi, please give me more advice in the future." Lin Xiazhi looked at Shi Xingyu with a smile.

Shi Xingyu always felt that he seemed to be on a thief ship. Lin Xiazhi said that the decoration and food of Qingdai Building were all arranged by him. It seems that the president is really busier for the work of publishing books!

But my grandfather also said that if what they do is successful, it will have a great impact on Jing Guo. When he gets old, he will leave these things to young people. If he encounters difficulties, just come to his grandfather.

Shi Xingyu has been extremely intelligent since he was a child. Does his grandfather mean that my brother can really be like a man one day, and don't have to stick to the back room?

Shi Xingyu thought of Zhu Lian'an's thoughts, Zhu Lian'an's experience in Zhu's house, he could do nothing as a good friend, but if it is true that their brother can go to school and get a good name like a man, it means that people think that they are brothers. The promotion of status is a good thing, whether it is the sons of officials like them or the brothers of ordinary people.

After the name of Qingdai Building was confirmed, Lin Xiazhi arranged for someone to find someone to engrave a plaque. He picked a day to go to Qingdai Building, which was being renovated, accompanied by Cheng Wenliu, to see the progress.

"Why are you people so unreasonable? You make noises upstairs in my shop every day, and how can I do business downstairs?" The owner of the downstairs shop, Hang Da, who was the eldest son who was fighting for the family property, was very concerned. It seems that this is not the first time that he yelled at the decoration workers in dissatisfaction.

"I'm very sorry. We are very careful upstairs. If it still affects you, we will pay more attention in the future." The head of the engineering team responsible for the decoration apologized to Hangzhou University.

They were really very careful, that is, when hammering the nails just now, a worker accidentally used a little too much force in his hands, and Hang Da was making noise below.

"What's going on here?" Cheng Wenliu asked while protecting Lin Xiazhi behind him.

"Oh, it's just in time for the boss to come!" The head of the renovation project seemed to see a savior. They were really very careful. He would scold him a little bit, and he was not good at conflicting with others, so he apologized and pretended to be a grandson every time.

The leader of the engineering team told the story of the incident in a few words, and then pulled the subordinate who did the "wrong thing" over.

Cheng Wenliu stopped the worker who stepped forward to apologize, turned around and asked Hang Da: "Boss, how loud can you hear downstairs?"

"This - the voice is not small, it's just arguing with me to do business anyway, and the customers are scared away!" Hang Da's neck swayed.

"Oh? My fellow, were you shopping in this store just now?" Cheng Wenliu scanned the surrounding people, and asked someone who seemed to be here to buy something.

Hangda opened a grocery store, which sells everything. Cheng Wenliu glanced at the door just now, and saw that the goods inside are relatively complete, and the decoration is a little old. The price should not be expensive. Most of the nearby residents often come to buy thing.

"Yeah." Cheng Wenliu's attire looked like a son of a rich family, and passers-by nodded hastily after hearing his words.

"Then did you hear the voice upstairs?" Cheng Wenliu continued to ask.

"I just went in not long ago, and there are indeed voices if I want to talk about it. It didn't affect much. On the contrary, I came out to see it because the boss came out to scold people." The folks who bought things told the truth.

"That's really interesting. You keep saying that our upstairs renovations are affecting your business, so it turns out that you took the customers out of the store yourself." Cheng Wenliu raised his eyebrows.

Hang Da looked at Cheng Wenliu's group, who had servants and martial artists, and was beating drums in his heart. Hearing Cheng Wenliu's words now, his expression was clearly flustered.

This kind of multi-storey structure will be treated with sound insulation when repairing the house to avoid the influence of upstairs and downstairs. Otherwise, those inns with several floors are built with wood. Wouldn’t it be possible to hear everything downstairs? , the guests have no privacy at all.

"Do you think it's noisy upstairs when you usually come to buy things?" Cheng Wenliu looked at Hang Da's appearance, and immediately asked the people watching the excitement around him.

Everyone recalled it and expressed their own opinions.

"No, occasionally a little noise doesn't affect shopping."

"Basically didn't notice."

"It's not that the boss often jumps and curses at the door, I may not even notice that the upstairs is being renovated."

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Hearing the words of the people around him, Hang Da's face was very embarrassed. There are few people of the same clan here, and now there is no one to help him when something happens. It is all his fault.

Hang Dayi summed it up, and immediately admitted his mistake in front of the folks: "I made a big fuss before, and I was always worried that the movement upstairs would affect everyone's purchases. I, Hang Da, apologize to everyone here, and it will not be like this in the future."

Cheng Wenliu insulted him calmly: "That's right, kindness makes money, Boss Hang is always cursing, doesn't it mean that he scolded all the fortune away."

"That's the truth." These words almost leaked from Hang Da's teeth, and he barely maintained his smiling face.

Lin Xiazhi watched as Cheng Wenliu didn't intervene in the decoration problem. He didn't like Hangda. After his father passed away, he ganged up with his clansmen to bully his younger brother. He was not a good person.

"Boss, what kind of store are you going to open after the renovation?" The person next to him asked Cheng Wenliu with interest after Hang Da left.

The store next door has a small downstairs and a big upstairs. It is not suitable for what to do, and I don't know what it will be like. It is not convenient for them to go shopping.

This time Lin Xiazhi came forward to answer this question: "We are going to open a tea house, only for my husband and I. There are all kinds of tea, snacks, and books to read. Brothers and husbands don't have to worry about meeting each other upstairs." To the man."

"It turned out to be a teahouse. Is there a storyteller? What kind of stories do they tell? Can you tell "Zhigeer"?" A young Fu Lang immediately asked.

"Zhi Geer" has been going on for so long, and the popularity still hasn't diminished.There are only a small number of literate brothers, and the illiterate can't understand the story by reading the storybook, they can only listen to the book teacher or go to the theater to watch it.Brothers from ordinary families have no money to buy theater tickets, so they can only go to teahouses to listen. But the storyteller has a lot of stories in his stomach, and he will only tell a piece of Zhigeer in ten and a half months, which makes them itchy.There are still many people who haven't listened to the whole "Zhigeer".