Turbulent Times Chapter 472: Nie Xiaoyu eats

Wang Junlin is really thirsty now, just thinking that this guy is really too slow to serve tea, when he saw the cute singing girl coming over, she was very serious to him and Nie Xiaoyu He saluted, smiled slightly with a pretty face, put a pot of tea and a handkerchief on the table in front of him, and said: "My name is Zheng Shuyi, and your tea is here. We don't have anything here. Delicious, this is my treasured dessert, try it."

Wang Junlin felt the simple gratitude of the girl named Zheng Shuyi, smiled gently, and said: "Your name is very good, your grandfather is a scholar, it must be his name for you! This snack is also good. It looks delicious."

As he spoke, he picked up a baby's fist-sized snack and ate it in one gulp, and then took another big sip of tea. He was really thirsty.

"My grandfather didn't give me my name. I heard from my grandfather that my mother gave me my name." Zheng Shuyi said with a smile, but a flash of sadness flashed deep in her eyes.

"That's right, this snack is really delicious, and it smells like apricot blossom." Wang Junlin wanted to ask about the situation of the girl's parents, but when he thought about what kind of sad thing it was, he just said it sincerely. Praise this snack.

"Really? This is called apricot flower cake, and I made it myself!" Zheng Shuyi brought tea and snacks, but she didn't leave immediately. She wanted to watch the two benefactors finish the snacks At this time, when Wang Junlin praised her apricot cake, she was really happy.

Then, when she saw that the pretty little brother next to Wang Junlin didn't eat her snack, she was a little disappointed, hesitated for a long time, mustered up a lot of courage, picked up the snack and handed it to Nie Xiaoyu, saying: "Benefactor, Try it! I made it myself, it's delicious."

Nie Xiaoyu listened to Wang Junlin's words before, and now she looks motionless. In fact, according to Wang Junlin's request, she is collecting and sorting out various stories similar to The Legend of the White Snake, The Story of the West Chamber, and the Seven Fairies.

At this time, she looked at the apricot cake that Zheng Shuyi handed over, and was stunned for a moment, then, under Wang Junlin's stunned eyes, she took a bite of the apricot cake, and then she might find that there was an extra gap in the apricot cake, which seemed a little strange. They were symmetrical, and immediately took a bite on the other side of the symmetrical gap. Wang Junlin could swear that the two gaps had exactly the same size and arc, and their positions were extremely symmetrical.

"She can still eat. Where did all these things go?" After Wang Junlin was surprised, he was extremely puzzled.

No matter what Wang Junlin thought, Zheng Shuyi felt very happy when she saw Nie Xiaoyu ate the apricot flower cake she made, and she ate it very quickly, her eyes turned into beautiful crescent moons.

Soon, Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu finished eating the apricot flower cake that Zheng Shuyi sent, and Nie Xiaoyu continued to be in a daze, and Zheng Shuyi, who was a bit of a nympho, occasionally glanced at Nie Xiaoyu secretly, then lowered her head again, And your face will turn red. Wang Junlin smiled with interest, took a sip of tea in satisfaction, and asked, "When will your grandpa's storytelling end, and what will be the next performance?"

The girl wrinkled her nose when she heard the words, and asked, "Is what my grandfather said wrong?"

"Not very good." Wang Junlin didn't want to belittle the old man in front of his granddaughter, but thinking about what he wanted to do later, he chose to tell the truth.

"My grandpa is the best storyteller among the several Goulan in this tile city, and the stories he made up are also the most popular in the market. Many people like his storytelling, so it's not bad!" Wang Junlin said , the girl was a little unhappy when she heard it.

The girl's reaction was already expected by Wang Junlin, so she naturally didn't mind, and said with a smile: "Your grandfather is indeed a good storyteller, but the stories he tells are really not very good, and they are not very attractive! "

Scholars devoted themselves to the imperial examinations of poetry, novels, and legends of ghosts and monsters, although there are also in this world, but they are "creepy ways" in their eyes, far from mainstream, let alone prosperous, compared with later generations of Greater China The development of online novels is not a matter of a few streets, but the difference between clouds and mud!

Before Wang Junlin also saw that Shen Guoer would sometimes buy some popular ghost stories, novels and legends in order to pass the time, but one time he saw that girl Shen Guoer was fascinated by it, and took I came over and took a look, and found that the content inside was dull and the imagination was extremely lacking.

Of course, this may be because he came from an era of information explosion in later generations, movies, TV dramas, dramas, stage parties, novels and other various spiritual cultures, so now he is more confident and waits for Nie Xiaoyu to sort out some After the story, if you come up with a random story, it will definitely be popular with people in this era.

"You said my grandpa's story is not good, then tell me a better one." The little girl's tone was dissatisfied. The story of the storyteller who grew up is a real veteran in this industry. She said that her grandfather is an outstanding storyteller.

Seeing the girl's unconvinced expression, Wang Junlin smiled, looked at her and asked, "Have you heard of "A Chinese Ghost Story"?"

""A Chinese Ghost Story"? I haven't heard of it." The girl was slightly stunned, then shook her head slightly, "Then tell me, let me listen to it, is there really a good story about my grandpa?"

Wang Junlin thought to himself, "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio" was created by Pu Songling, a novelist in the Qing Dynasty. Is it strange that you have heard the stories in it?

Seeing the confidence on Wang Junlin's face, the girl thought of something, her eyes lit up, she blinked her eyes, and pricked up her ears, ready to listen carefully, memorize it carefully, and then turn around and tell her grandpa.

Their life has always been difficult. Whether it is storytelling or acting, they are all old-fashioned stories and books, lacking new ideas, and attracting fewer and fewer viewers. They urgently need new stories or scripts to attract more Otherwise, even the most basic life will be difficult to maintain.

However, good stories and scripts are often sold at very high prices. They simply cannot afford to hire talented people who are capable of writing stories and scripts. matter. Seeing that Wang Junlin was so confident, and the name "A Chinese Ghost Story" sounded very innovative, at least it was a story she had never heard of, so the girl couldn't help thinking of Wang Junlin's story.

Wang Junlin took another sip of tea, sorted it out in his mind, and wanted to start talking, but found that although he knew the general plot of the story of "A Chinese Ghost Story", he didn't know the details and completeness. It wasn't very good, so he turned to Nie Xiaoyu and said, "Xiaoyu, why don't you tell this story to Miss Shuyi."