Chapter 10: Making Money? Just talk! The speed of making money is astonishing!
“Let’s continue from where we left off!”
“Beilang’s oldest son, Xu Fengnian and Old Huang returned from their travels, only to be intercepted and almost be killed by a great warrior on the road.”
“At the critical moment, a mysterious man dressed in white suddenly descended from the sky.”
“The man wore a hat, a white veil covering his face, and carried two swords at his waist. Dressed in white like snow, his figure was ethereal like a celestial…”
In the square pavilion, Li Mo sat at the table.
There was only a cup of tea and a wooden gavel on the table.
He had a blindfold over his eyes and held a folding fan in his hand.
His posture was upright, his words clear, forceful, and resonant.
He was telling a story called “The Brave Warrior in the Snow.”
The story was exceptionally exciting.
There were court intrigues full of deception and the hot-blooded grievances of the martial world.
During this time, storytelling was a novel form of entertainment!
When it first opened at Hundred Flowers Favilion, it caused quite a stir.
Combined with his dramatic storytelling, it made the listeners feel like they were there.
Some guests in the private rooms would pause in whatever they were doing just to listen to him.
They could only resume after hearing the whole story.
When it first opened, many people came to Hundred Flowers Favilion just to listen to his stories.
“The Snow” depicted all aspects of life.
Those who came here were either wealthy merchants or nobles.
Due to their status, some couldn’t experience court intrigues, while others couldn’t experience the bloodshed of the martial world.
But Li Mo’s storytelling undoubtedly fulfilled their inner desires!
With his incredibly exciting stories, along with the attentive service of the girls, Hundred Flowers Favilion’s reputation was quickly established in Xinzheng.
Business was booming!
That’s why Sister Zi said those words to Hong Liang!
Sitting next to Li Mo, the Jing Ni also heard such a story for the first time.
She was immediately captivated after just a few lines.
When she heard about the great warrior aiming his lance at Xu Fengnian, she nervously clenched her hand.
And when the man in white effortlessly split the great warrior in half with a single stroke, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Jing Ni scratched her chin.
Did she look as beauty back then when she wielded the sword and killed one person under intense siege?
In the private room on the fourth floor, Hong Liang listened with great interest by the window.
Her big eyes sparkled with starlight.
Zhang Liang nodded approvingly, “This person is exceptionally eloquent. To tell such an exciting story with such simplicity, marvelous! Marvelous! Marvelous!”
Wei Zhuang glanced at the sword beside him, his gaze sharp.
“One man kills a hundred heavily armed soldiers. The strength of that man in white is not weak. Why have we never heard of him in the martial world?”
He really wanted to say, killing a hundred people is nothing, I can handle it if I go up!
Nongyu covered her mouth and smiled lightly, “This is a story, something that person downstairs made up. Brother Wei Zhuang naturally hasn’t heard of it.”
Wei Zhuang’s gaze shifted, “I see. Made up? How could a blind man without any strength be able to depict such detailed battle scenes?”
Sister Zi poured the six teacups on the table in front of her.
Only then did she say, “So, this is a very special blind man.”
Han Fei paced back and forth in the private room, listening intently.
After a long time, he slowly said, “This assassination targeting Xu Fengnian probably won’t be so simple. As the heir of the Beilang family, Xu Xiao controls three hundred thousand iron cavalry. If he dies, chaos will spread throughout the world!”
“But if he dies, who will be the greatest beneficiary?”
Han Fei was already deeply involved and began to analyze the situation in the book.
“After the battle, hundreds of Da Ji warriors were killed, and Xu Fengnian and Lao Huang watched unconcernedly as the ground was littered with body parts.”
“At the same time, the two of them were curious about the identity of the person who intervened in the fight with such profound skill.”
“Who exactly is it, possessing such profound strength, and why did they suddenly appear here to rescue them?”
Suddenly, Li Mo’s voice abruptly stopped.
He put down the folding fan in his hand and picked up the teacup, drinking slowly and leisurely.
Jing Ni thought he was thirsty and taking a few sips to moisten his throat.
But she didn’t expect that he didn’t stop at all after that one sip!
Just as the Jing Ni heard the crucial moment approaching, like the arrival of that something last night, Li Mo suddenly stopped as if calling off the army.
She pushed Li Mo’s arm and whispered, “Why are you not speaking anymore?”
Li Mo smiled faintly and mysteriously replied, “Honey, please wait a moment.”
At that moment, a crisp female voice sang lightly from the upstairs private room.
“Mr. Wu Quan Gui, Mr. Wu, one hundred coins!”
Immediately after, another female voice sang from another private room, “Manager Wang from Jinhua Lane, one hundred coins.”
“The guest in Room E, two hundred coins!”
“The guest in Room D, three hundred coins!”
…
One by one, the singing voices came from the private rooms, as each guest was escorted into the Four Square Pavilion by the women in the rooms.
Jing Ni was stunned by the stack of coin currency in her hands.
She had previously wondered how telling stories to others could earn money?
Wasn’t it just shouting and attracting attention?
It wasn’t until Li Mo stopped at the climax of the story and these wealthy people started urging impatiently that she understood.
Earning money could be this easy!
Li Mo smiled slightly.
What is this called?
This is called pushing for additional content!
