In the ninth year of Zhenguan, Chang 'an, the capital of Tang.
Rosefinch Street, Drunken Night Tower.
Li Yi, who was dressed in a white monk robe and had short hair, was a little handsome like a handsome monk. He was a little out of place in the surroundings. He sat beside an eight-square table on the fence on the second floor. The table was filled with delicacies.
Li Yi looked furious.
With a steamed chicken in his left hand and a roasted duck in his right, he was stuffing himself with food without any regard for his image.
He was a transmigrator who had somehow transmigrated to this world.
At that time, Li Yi was still wearing a T-shirt and jeans. After asking people about his era, Li Yi was afraid that he would be arrested and imprisoned by the government as a spy from another country. Therefore, he sneaked into a small temple outside the city and stole the monk's monk's clothes. He changed into modern clothes and threw them away.
Then, Li Yi sneaked into Chang 'an City. He was hungry. Li Yi did not care if he had money on him. He walked into a big restaurant on Vermilion Bird Avenue, Drunken Sky Restaurant, and ordered a table of delicious dishes.
The manager of the restaurant saw that Li Yi was handsome and dressed in a white monk robe. He thought that Li Yi was an eminent monk and did not see that Li Yi was actually a poor man. Therefore, he did not refuse to entertain Li Yi.
Now, the food on the table was almost finished.
In order to avoid being beaten up and having to work to pay off his debts, Li Yi had to think about how to pay for this meal.
Pa, pa, pa ~
"Good!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
"Mr. Zheng is really good!"
"I'll reward Mr. Zheng with 50 wen. Mr. Zheng, please tell me another paragraph!”
"That's right, Mr. Zheng, tell me another part!”
" Mr. Zheng is indeed the most famous storyteller in Chang 'an. His story is really good. I will reward Mr. Zheng with 20 coins.”
……
Suddenly, not far from the second floor, a burst of applause, cheers, and the sound of money falling to the ground resounded throughout the entire second floor of Drunken Night Restaurant.
Li Yi turned around and realized that the second floor of the Drunken Sky Restaurant was not smaller than the first floor. Moreover, the guests on the second floor were obviously dressed much better than the guests on the first floor.
Twenty meters to his right, there was an old man in his fifties, dressed in a loose blue brocade robe, holding a folding fan in his hand. He had a hooked nose, and there was a black wooden table in front of him. There was a gavel on the wooden table, and he was telling a story.
The first and second floors were sparsely populated, except for the tables and chairs around the old man. There was not a single empty seat. There were about 70 to 80 people.
It was this group of customers who had burst out with applause and cheers just now.
"Alright, since all of you think so highly of me, I'll tell you a story.”
Seeing that his story was liked by so many people, the hooknose storyteller's lips curled up slightly, and a smug smile appeared on his face.
Pa!
Then, the old storyteller slapped the gavel and told another story.
"Speaking of which, in Quyang County, Anqing Prefecture in the south, there was a young man named 'Helian Zheng'. His family was poor since he was young, but he practiced martial arts passed down from his family…”
Li Yi also listened attentively.
After listening for a while, Li Yi roughly understood. This was the story of a young man named " Helian Zheng ". Because he accidentally killed someone, he was forced to escape from the village and ran to the mountains. He became a bandit leader and served justice.
Li Yi's evaluation of this story did not have a trace of storytelling. In the future, even a random article in the middle and primary school language textbooks would be more attractive than this. It actually attracted a wave of ear-splitting applause and cheers, as well as a series of pleasant sounds of money being thrown.
" Such a trashy story can still win the love and applause of so many people and receive so many rewards. The people of the Tang Dynasty are really easy to deceive. If I tell the Legend of the White Snake, Lotus Lantern, Liaozhai, Romance of the Gods, the Four Great Classics, Jin Guliang, and those classic online novels of the future, wouldn't I be famous throughout the Tang Dynasty?”
Looking at the storyteller, he did not have any skill at all. He had told such a mediocre story, but he had actually received so many applause and tips from so many people. Li Yi muttered to himself.
But then, he thought of a good way to pay for this meal.
After a while, a monk who had been staring at Li Yi from the side muttered in his heart, A monk can eat meat?”The waiter walked over and said respectfully,"Little Master, welcome to the Drunken Sky Restaurant. You spent a total of 500 wen this time.”
Li Yi did not panic. His face was calm as he looked at the waiter. He pointed at the old storyteller and said,"I don't have any money on me, but I can tell stories, and the stories I tell are ten thousand times better than his. You change the storyteller to me, and I'll use the reward I got from telling the story to pay for this meal in your restaurant. How about that?”
When the waiter heard that Li Yi was actually a pauper who came to dine and dash, he immediately wanted to call for help and teach Li Yi a lesson. However, when he heard that Li Yi wanted to use the reward money he obtained from storytelling to pay for this meal, he was instantly put in a difficult position. This was because he had to ask the shopkeeper for permission. He had no right to decide.
He hesitated." Little Master, I don't have the right to decide on this matter. I have to ask the manager of our restaurant."”
"Alright then." Li Yi nodded.
The waiter turned around and left. After a while, the waiter followed behind a middle-aged fat official who was wearing a coat and had a general's belly.
This fat middle-aged official was the owner and shopkeeper of the Drunken Sky Restaurant, Wang Fugui.
Wang Fugui looked at Li Yi suspiciously and said,""Little Master, you can tell stories?"
Li Yi's face was calm and he looked confident.""Whether or not, the shopkeeper let me try it out.”
" Alright," Wang Fugui nodded." I'll let you try." However, I have to say this first. If Little Master's storytelling doesn't work well, I will replace you. You must stay in my restaurant to work and pay off your debts until you pay off your meal.”
"Of course." Li Yi nodded.
Then, Wang Fugui sent someone over to tell him. Mister Zheng was originally reading the story, but when he suddenly heard that the restaurant manager wanted to replace him, he was furious.
Although he was a famous storyteller in Chang 'an, his status was not superior to a big restaurant like the Drunken Sky Tower. At most, he and the Drunken Sky Tower were mutually beneficial.
It didn't matter if the Drunken Heaven Manor left him. If he left the Drunken Heaven Manor to go to the inn to tell stories, the reward he could obtain would probably not be much less.
"Humph! I don't believe that a young monk like you can really tell stories. I want to see how you embarrass yourself!”
Walking down from the storytelling stage, Mister Zheng saw Li Yi walking up to the stage. He snorted in his heart and wanted to see how Li Yi would make a fool of himself.
The customers on the second floor saw that the familiar Mister Zheng had been replaced by a young monk they had never heard of.
Suddenly, the customers started to clamor.
"Who is this?"
"A little monk I've never heard of?”
"We don't agree to let a nameless monk come and talk about books.”
"Yes, we don't agree."
"Change him. Otherwise, we won't eat this meal.”
"If it were him…"
The surrounding diners were furious. A customer with a bad temper slammed his palm on the table, causing the soup on the table to splatter. However, under the angry gazes of dozens of people, Li Yi did not have stage fright at all. He calmly went on stage and patted the gavel, telling a story called "Journey to the West".
"Speaking of which, Pangu created the world, the Three Yellows ruled the world, and the Five Emperors determined the world. It is called Dongsheng Shenzhou, Xiniuhezhou, Nanshanbuzhou and Beijulu. East Victory Divine Continent, there was a country overseas called Aolai Country…”
As soon as he opened his mouth, the customers who were still making a ruckus quickly calmed down following Li Yi's explanation.
Those who had been clamoring to leave just now did not leave.
Everyone's expressions became focused. Everyone sat motionless on the spot as if they were immobilized. They did not make a single sound.
Even Mr. Zheng, who had wanted to see Li Yi make a fool of himself, couldn't help but change his expression.
The mocking look on his face, which was prepared to see Li Yi make a fool of himself, became more and more serious.
Wang Fugui, the owner of Drunken Sky Restaurant, listened attentively.
Obviously, he was also attracted by this story called Journey to the West.
Just as Li Yi was telling the story.
"Ding dong! God-level storyteller system has been matched with host…System bound to host…System binding successful…Host can view it at any time.”
A cold mechanical voice sounded in Li Yi's mind.
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