While he was stunned, Wei Dawei suddenly heard a voice coming from the direction to his right. He turned around and saw a screen. The voice had not stopped at that time, and the voice was coming from behind the screen.

At this time, a man dressed as a waiter in the store suddenly walked up to him and told him about the charges in the store, basically referring to what was written in small gold letters on the wall.

However, I made it clear to him that if he didn't drink tea or eat snacks, and just stood there, the four cents for listening to the book would not be charged until the time for more than one cup of tea. The time for listening to the book was five cups of tea.

If he still wants to listen after the time limit, he will be charged an additional six cents, and then he can listen to what he said today in the store.

After hearing this, Wei Dawei said: "Servant, you have to speak once when you have a guest. How many times do you have to speak in a day? Aren't you going to be exhausted?"

"Sir, you don't know that our store can only accept a limited number of customers in a day. I can't tell you this many times. And according to our shopkeeper, there is endless money in this world. Why don't we open our doors for business?"

What I want is that I am happy, the guests are comfortable, and nothing else matters.”

"Ouch! This state of mind puts me to shame." Wei Dawei gave the waiter a thumbs-up, and then said: "Here comes a bowl of tea and a plate of snacks. By the way, can this tea be refilled?"

The shop assistant said with a smile on his face: "Sir, please be considerate. If you can continue, I will take care of it."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Wei Dawei said again: "Wait a minute, waiter, your store is so small, I don't even have a seat, where will I sit later?"

At this time, the customer next to him who was holding a tea bowl and listening to a book whispered to him: "Oh! Brother, please stop being so impatient. The seats in the store are very crowded and we all have to queue up. Didn't you look over there?

Did you guys all bring your own benches?"

Wei Dawei looked over and was dumbfounded, "Then I can't just stand! Waiter, can you at least prepare a stool for me?"

The shop assistant next to him had not left yet. Hearing his words, he saw scars on his face and a sword on his waist. He felt that this man was fierce, so he hurriedly smiled and said: "There are stools, please don't worry, sir."

As soon as the waiter said this, the man who was talking to Wei Dawei just now was dumbfounded, "No... waiter, wait a minute, since you have a stool, why don't you take it out as soon as possible?"

"Mr. Zhang, it's not that we didn't take it, it's that when you came to the store and saw that there were no seats, you stood up voluntarily. People in our store thought that you liked to stand, so we were not prepared. This is why you feel uncomfortable.

A guest officer mentioned it, so I just said there is one?"

The speaker's surname was Zhang. When he heard the waiter's words, he was immediately dumbfounded. He was also a regular customer of the Taoyuan teahouse. He had come to listen to books more than a dozen times, often standing. But he only saw others standing, and then

I thought it wouldn't be a problem to stand and listen to the book, so I followed suit. Unexpectedly, there were actually stools in the store, so look at what happened.

"Then bring a stool for each of us sitting, oh no, standing." The man named Zhang said.

"Okay! Please wait a moment."

Soon, the waiter brought over a lot of small stools and a small round table with a very small countertop, which was just big enough to put down tea bowls and snacks. He placed it in front of Wei Dawei, and later brought up what he ordered.

.Wei Dawei drank tea with snacks and listened to the storyteller telling stories. It was very pleasant.

The man named Zhang got the stool and asked other people who were standing like him to sit down together. As a result, most of the people didn't want the stool and thought it was in the way, so they asked the waiter to take it back.

Don't get in the way with this thing.

When the man named Zhang saw this situation, he became furious.

Wei Dawei felt that he was overzealous. If others needed a stool, they would naturally ask for it themselves. There was no need for him, a stranger, to meddle in other people's business. However, this man didn't have any bad intentions, so he continued to chat with him in a low voice.

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After that, the man named Zhang was busy listening to books, but he didn't bother to talk to him.

Wei Dawei had no choice but to listen to the storyteller telling the story. As he listened, the more interesting he became, and he even felt that the story was somewhat familiar. After hearing that the righteous bandit was framed by the second boss in the village, he almost died.

Only then did he come back to his senses.

Why does this story sound so much like what happened between him and his daughter?

It's just that some of the previous contents are different, and the name of the village doesn't match up either. His previous village was called Dahe Village, not Shanhe Village.

"...If you want to know what happened next, let's listen to the explanation next time."

Half an hour passed, and the storyteller stopped talking. Behind the screen, the allegro player sounded, "I will tell the subsequent story in the morning and afternoon tomorrow. If you want to hear it, you can go to the clerk to register and pay in advance for the next show. If so,

Guests who are here for the first time can continue to come tomorrow to listen. Of course, not a word of money is missing."

Hearing this, there was a burst of laughter in the teahouse. There were many regular customers inside, who were already familiar with the storyteller's money-hungry temperament.

The voice of this speech was obviously different from the previous storyteller's voice when telling stories, but no one present was surprised.

Wei Dawei didn't know what was going on, but the voice behind the speech sounded extremely familiar to him. Who else could it be if it wasn't his daughter Wei Qianjiao? This made Wei Dawei extremely embarrassed. When he entered the teahouse just now, he saw the fee guide.

, he was still thinking in his mind who was so stupid to formulate such a charging method.

But he never thought that this stupid person was his daughter.

At this moment, his inner view immediately changed. Well, the charging method of this teahouse is still very good. After all, there are so many customers in the store, which is the best proof.

After the guests left one after another, Wei Qianjiao appeared from behind the screen.

Even though Wei Dawei had been prepared for it, his pupils shrank at this moment. There was really no one else inside? His girl actually became a storyteller...

"Dad! When did you come back?" Wei Qianjiao looked happy when she saw her father.

But the latter's expression was not so good. When he was in Dahe Village, he also held the girl in his heart and raised him. How could he become a storyteller now? Of course, there is nothing wrong with this, but he originally

He wanted his daughter to live a carefree life, but now she had to perform for others like this. Thinking of this, he felt really depressed.

"Girl, how about... how about we transfer this teahouse?"

Although the story told by the storyteller was very interesting, Wei Dawei felt very complicated when he saw that the person was his daughter, so after thinking about it, he told Wei Qianjiao this proposal.

At this time, all the clerks in the store were rushed upstairs by Wei Qianjiao. When she heard what Wei Dawei said, she immediately felt a little upset on her face.

"Why, Dad? Didn't you say before that you would support me even if I became a storyteller?"

"Dad doesn't want you to make a living like you are today. At worst, I will just take on more escort missions in the future. It won't be a problem to support you."

"But since we left Dahe Village, haven't we been coming here all the time? Have you forgotten how we came to Nanao Country from Beifeng?"

The father and daughter talked back and forth, but in the end they couldn't reach an agreement and neither one was willing to make concessions.

After several days of stalemate, Wei Qianjiao finally compromised. She continued to write the stories told by the storyteller in the Taoyuan Teahouse, and she hired a new storyteller for the teahouse. But she also made a request to Wei Dawei. From now on, she would pretend to be a storyteller.

Be a man and follow Wei Dawei on escort missions.

Wei Dawei couldn't resist her, so he finally agreed.

In the following years, Wei Qianjiao followed Wei Dawei as a bodyguard on the border between Nan'ao Kingdom and Beifeng Kingdom until Wei Dawei's death.

A few years later, Wei Qianjiao sold the Taoyuan Teahouse, left Taoyuan Town, and became a knight-errant. After her death, according to her last wish before her death, her disciples and grandchildren buried her ashes in Taoyuan Town, Nanao Country. Wei Dawei

Beside the tomb.
Chapter completed!