Looking After a Battle God With Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

  Chapter 507 There is a ghost

   "Well, you can take this script to the storyteller later, and let him start talking tomorrow."

   "It's the owner. After having your book, the profit of the teahouse has doubled several times than usual. These stories are really attractive."

  Zhou Xiangrong smiled as expected, "Work hard, and you will benefit later."

   "My boss, don't worry, I dare say that the teahouses on this street are not our opponents. When they are boiled to death, everyone will come to us."

  Zhou Xiangrong shook his head and said, "You can't do business for a long time just relying on the stories in the storybook. Have you used everything I gave you before?"

   "Go back to my boss, I've used them all."

   "Well, use it as I said, don't make up your own mind, you can't afford it if something goes wrong."

  The shopkeeper replied solemnly, "Don't worry, my boss, I will follow the rules of my boss for small things, and I absolutely dare not mess around."

  Zhou Xiangrong nodded in satisfaction, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

   "Yes, the little one sent the master out."

   As soon as Zhou Xiangrong left, Su Ying came out from the next room.

  Su Ying glanced at the storybook in the shopkeeper's hand, after thinking about it, she followed Zhou Xiangrong.

  Out of the teahouse, Zhou Xiangrong went to a jewelry shop, a cloth shop, and even a medicine shop. It was like a lion patrolling its own territory.

  Su Ying was right, this girl is really not simple.

   But this only shows that Zhou Xiangrong is smart and bold, it does not mean that there is something wrong with her owning these properties, after all her biological mother also has a dowry.

  Su Ying followed for a while, then turned and left feeling nothing interesting.

   But it was hard to get out of the palace, so Su Ying didn't go back immediately, but went to the teahouse just now and sat in the inner hall to listen to people's stories.

  Su Ying was afraid that Zhou Qing and the others would wait too long, so she went back to the alley and brought Zhou Qing along.

  A storyteller in a Confucian robe came to the center of the small stage in the teahouse. He straightened his body and opened the book in his hand before speaking.

   "Let's talk about the last time, Monkey King made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace..."

  Su Ying sat down and ate melon seeds with great interest, looking at the eloquent storyteller, he thought it was quite interesting.

   "Have you heard this story before?" Su Ying touched Zhou Qing and asked.

  Zhou Qing shook her head. Although Zhou Qing is a spy, she doesn't know that people who have completely deviated from normal life will live like ordinary people and go to teahouses to listen to books.

   "Ma'am, this story sounds strange, I haven't heard it before."

  Su Ying also...

  Su Ying frowned slightly, she seemed to have heard this story before.

But since she was born, there are only two people who have told her stories, one is Ah Mu, but she is sure that the stories Ah Mu told are not like this, and the other is her comrade in arms of Gu Wu, who knows many things Miscellaneous, there are many stories to tell.

  Su Ying looked at Mr. Storyteller, and listened carefully. The more she listened, the more she felt that the story was familiar. But to be honest, she was not sure whether her comrades in arms had told her this story.

   It would be interesting if they were telling the same story.

  Su Ying sat until the storyteller's story ended, and she didn't go to the storyteller until everyone dispersed.

   "The story you just told me is really interesting." As she spoke, Su Ying took two pieces of silver and put it in front of the storyteller, "Mister, buy some tea to moisten your throat."

The unremarkable piece of silver is the storyteller's income for several months, and the expression on his face is relaxed, "Thank you for the reward, madam, if you like it, you can continue to listen to it tomorrow, my story will be even more exciting later. Woolen cloth."

   "This story is made up by Mr. himself?"

  Mr. Storyteller is an honest person. When Su Ying asked him this question, he shook his head and said, "How can I have such ability? This story was originally given to me by the shopkeeper, and I am just a storyteller."

   These words reminded Su Ying of the conversation between Zhou Xiangrong and the shopkeeper. At that time, Zhou Xiangrong said that he had brought a new storybook for the shopkeeper.

  Su Ying tapped on the table with her fingertips, thanked Mr. Storyteller, and left with Zhou Qing.

   "Does Madam think the story is so interesting and can't wait to know the follow-up?" Zhou Qing asked curiously.

  Su Ying shook her head slowly, "I'm just a little confused, it's getting late, let's go back to the palace first."

"yes."

  Su Ying selected the former site of the academy, and after the Ministry of Industry made a repair plan, it was presented to Xiao Jin. With a swipe of Xiao Jin's pen, the repair of the academy began.

  The empress had spoken, and she wanted to repair it as soon as possible, so the Ministry of Industry worked day and night, and didn't dare to neglect it at all. Even if it was dark, they had to do everything they could with lanterns.

   "What do you think your mother is doing with such a women's academy? Those girls know how to embroider, and they can play the piano. After learning so much, do you expect them to be officials in the court?"

   "That's right, girls can also read and write, and you can't turn your tail up to the sky. Let me see, this is unnecessary."

"Hurry up and shut up for me. If this word reaches the queen's ears and you can't eat it, you don't care what the empress is going to do. Now the boss will give you a job and pay you to do it honestly." Where do you come from so much nonsense?" The foreman interrupted with a serious face when he heard the discussion between the two.

  The two were so frightened that they didn't dare to say another word.

  The academy is actually fairly well preserved. The Ministry of Industry has sent people over to look at it. They have confirmed that there are no problems with the girders and the overall structure of the house. It only needs to do some internal painting and wall painting.

   After the two workers painted the walls inside the house, they got up and stretched out tiredly.

   "Finally finished, third child, are you all right? Hurry up and go back to take a breath, or you won't be able to get up tomorrow morning."

"OK OK."

   After confirming that there was no problem with the wall, the two packed up their tools and left the room.

   "Woooooh~~"

   As soon as the two came out, they heard a burst of crying.

  The two stopped and looked around suspiciously. They were the last to do it. When they came out, there was no one in the other rooms. The whole yard was dark except for the two lanterns hanging at the door.

   "Third brother, did you hear any sound?"

  The third child felt a chill down his back.

  He swallowed sharply, "But, maybe it's windy at night, what we heard was the sound of the wind, you, you kid, don't be suspicious, go first, go go!"

"woo woo woo woo…"

  But as soon as the two moved, they heard another burst of mournful crying, and the sound was in the room next door where they came out.

   "Damn Xipi, I don't believe it anymore, what is playing tricks!" Li Laoer spat, turned around with a lantern and walked towards that room.

  This is also a teaching dormitory that has just had its walls painted. Li Er Er took a lantern and looked inside, but there was nothing.

   "tui! There is nothing, scare me!" Li Laoer sneered, holding the lantern and turned to leave, when suddenly a white figure floated in front of him, revealing a big mouth.

   "Ah! There is a ghost!"

  (end of this chapter)