AWB Chapter 267 Is she the only one working in the entire store?
Chapter 267 Is she the only one working in the entire store?
Zeng Jianshan frowned and his eyelids twitched. He searched the storybooks in the capital in his mind, but there were no new stories recently.
"Master, are you so confident? Are you finally willing to tell those stories that you once thought were not worthy of being told?"
He Cheng didn't bother to pay attention to him and just walked past him and walked onto the stage.
The onlookers had not originally planned to stay to listen to the book, but the argument between the two men made them curious about He Cheng's story.
What kind of story could make even a picky person like He Cheng applaud?
Zeng Jianshan's face became even uglier when he saw people pushing in.
Unexpectedly, this trip today did not offend He Cheng, but instead attracted business for the restaurant.
Zhang Chang stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Zeng, are we going to stay here?"
Zeng Jianshan of course had to stay. He wanted to see what good stories He Cheng could come up with.
And he stayed to find an opportunity to disrupt the situation.
Even if he recruited so many people, how many of them could He Cheng keep?
He sneered, and guessed in his heart that He Cheng was just trying to be strong or was just being self-righteous.
After all, any new notebooks on the market would be sent to his room.
He picked out and told the stories he thought were good at the first opportunity.
What He Cheng said at this moment was just what he said was left, or what he picked out.
Ji Dafu came out from the back only after the farce was over. He scratched his head for a long time. There was no follow-up. It stopped abruptly halfway through.
He was originally going to come out to ask He Cheng for the follow-up, but when he came out, he saw that the seats downstairs were full. He almost thought he had fainted from staying up late.
Doesn't he know how many people visit his restaurant every day?
Where did all this come from?
Did it fall from the sky?
Ji Dafu was about to hide behind but was grabbed by Ji Wanyan.
Her eyes lit up, "Dad, let's make some money quickly and promote it well. Maybe this will be the beginning of our comeback..."
"Come on, come out and show yourself, openly and generously."
Ji Wanyan said this and was about to push her chubby father out.
Ji Dafu grabbed the door tightly. "No, no, there are too many people here... I haven't seen so many people in several years. No, I'd better hide behind. I wasn't the one who received so many people in the early years. What can I do if I go out and show off? I have no experience."
Ji Wanyan said disdainfully, "Can you do this? This restaurant has finally got some business, we have to find a way to keep the customers here. Uncle He can even go on stage to tell stories, so why can't you go up and dance?"
Ji Dafu pried at the door pitifully and helplessly, "Please, my girl, this is really not possible. There are so many people watching. If you let me go on stage and say a few words, I'd rather die."
Ji Wanyan: "I'm telling you, your age is the right time to make a breakthrough, come out and dance with me."
"Flatter the guest generously."
Ji Dafu: "No, I really don't, I'm just being petty, I want to go back and read the story, let me go..."
Ji Wanyan pushed him away, feeling very disappointed. "No wonder your business keeps getting worse and worse after so many years. It's obvious that you don't have your heart set on business."
Ji Dafu: "..."
It felt like these words should come out of my mouth.
Most of the people in the store stayed just to watch the fun and had no intention of ordering drinks or food.
So even though there are a lot of people, there is actually nothing to do.
Ji Wanyan asked people to bring more chairs so that people who had no seats could sit down and rest, and also provided them with free peanuts to pass the time.
This made some people feel a little embarrassed. They originally just wanted to listen to the beginning and leave, but they didn't expect the store to be so thoughtfully prepared.
He Cheng looked at the crowd below. Most of these people stayed just to watch the fun. If he didn't speak well enough, most of them would probably leave before the talk even started.
It ended up in an embarrassing situation.
He cleared his throat, twirled the folding fan in his hand, and got into the mood, "It is said that there is such a wonderful woman in this world..."
Storytelling is He Cheng's forte. Although he hasn't been on stage for a long time and hasn't told a favorite book, his storytelling skills have not declined at all.
The storyteller did not read the book word for word, he made some changes, and before going on stage, he read the book many times.
He even wrote his own lyrics and composed catchy poems.
While he was telling the story, his body language and facial expressions also changed as the plot developed. It was not just his mouth that was narrating the story.
There were people whispering in the audience, but gradually, the sound died down and only He Cheng's ups and downs voice kept echoing in the room.
Ji Dafu ran from the back to the front to listen. Even though he had read the story once in a book, he still felt that listening to a professional storyteller was a special experience.
He faced the stage, holding chopsticks and picking up peanuts on the table based on his memory.
"Brother, what's wrong with you poking my nose with chopsticks?"
Ji Dafu turned around and saw a sturdy man looking at him angrily. He hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and apologized.
The busiest person at the entire scene was Ji Wanyan.
Many people finished a plate of peanuts and ordered a lot of food and drinks. She couldn't find her father, so she had to take over by herself.
She wanted to listen to the story, but she was also busy taking care of the scene, so she could only trifle with it.
While listening with ears pricked up, I watched the waiter listen to the story attentively and calmly bring boiled water to a table of guests who ordered drinks.
Before she could stop them, several guests gulped it down without changing their expressions. Their faces turned red and they looked at each other.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Why is this wine so hot?"
Ji Wanyan quickly made amends and served some drinks.
The next second, the chef, who was supposed to be cooking in the kitchen, appeared under the stage. He was holding a pot and a spatula in his hands, stir-frying in the air. It looked quite good, except that there was no fire underneath.
OK OK.
The chef was not in the kitchen, the shopkeeper was not at the counter, the waiter was sitting downstairs eating peanuts with others, and her father was hiding in the back...
It seems like she is the only one working in the whole store???
It will go bankrupt sooner or later!
...
At a certain moment, Zeng Jianshan felt that he and He Cheng looked at each other from a distance for a second, and he suddenly came to his senses.
Only then did I realize that I was actually moved by He Cheng's emotions and immersed in the story.
Not only him, but also the people around him.
Even Zhang Chang, who initially wanted to find an opportunity to stir up trouble, was now staring at the top with his eyes fixed. His emotions were driven by He Cheng and fluctuated with the development of the story.
No one wanted to leave at this point. Everyone was eager to know the follow-up. They wished He Cheng had mouths all over his body so he could tell the ending in one breath.
This story…
Zeng Jianshan took a breath of cold air.
He had never seen this story before, and if it was handed to him, he would never throw it away.
He knew some people in the capital who made a living by writing storybooks, but he couldn't think of anyone who could write such a wonderful story.
Such a good story actually allowed He Cheng to take the lead and make a name for himself!
How could Zeng Jianshan be willing to accept this? He looked around and the scene seemed to take him back to the restaurant's most glorious time many years ago.
The seats were packed, and everyone was listening with great interest as He Cheng told the story with great enthusiasm on the stage.
At that time, those who came to listen to the stories were all there for He Chenglai, and he was always the one being stepped on by him.
He went on stage with the title of his apprentice, but because of a few mistakes caused by nervousness, he was ridiculed by the guests and said that he was not even one millionth as good as He Cheng.
He Cheng said that he treated him as his apprentice, but in fact he just regarded him as a tool to set off himself!
Ji Dafu, that cowardly idiot, reduced his chances of going on stage every time the guests expressed their dissatisfaction, and each time he had to watch He Cheng enjoying his glory from the audience.
How could he not hate!
He would never allow He Cheng to make a comeback.