Hurry up and get down to business and make money.

Where to go? Zhuangta Hutong. There is no one in Zhuangta Hutong. It’s just dawn and the ordinary residents haven’t gotten up yet.

As soon as he came in, he was met by another person, and the two of them bumped into each other.

Think about it, Ma San is holding his shoulders and looking down at the lake!"

While talking to Qi Yuncheng, he looked at the audience who were looking at him and said, "It's like a collision with that, my God! Good guy, you are so good, you almost knocked me over."

Have you learned how to approach others?"

"Then who hit him? A boy. What does a boy do? Deliver water! In the early years, Yanjing did not have running water, so it relied on water shops to deliver water. Shandong people did a lot of work in water shops. Shandong people basically had a monopoly.

There are many watermen.

Some watermen push wooden carts, while others carry poles with buckets in front and behind them.

These five alleys belong to me, and the other five alleys belong to their family, and he takes care of them.

Supplied all year round.”

"Then you have to deliver water in the morning. That's what this little guy is like. But he gets up early in the morning and wanders around the lake, carrying two buckets of water to deliver to people. Unexpectedly, he bumps into Ma San.

The two of them collided with each other and rushed to hold the bucket steady, fearing that the bucket would spill.

I heard someone scolding someone on the street, but I didn't dare to argue with him, so I subconsciously missed him a few times.

Ma San didn't say a word after the collision. Forget it, it was such a big deal when he got up early in the morning.

Let me go and find my second brother.

As soon as he left, the boy carried water into the roadside. There was a large courtyard with a water tank. He poured the water into it, and after pouring it, he put the bucket on his shoulder and held a nail in his hand.

"

Qi Yuncheng turned his eyes and looked around, giving a taste of dialect.

"This water is great. Is it for painting a road? Is it for giving money? Is it a painting road? Is it a painting road but not a painting? Master? Grandma, have you gotten up?

There is no quarrel inside.

Water is given, but you can't walk without talking.

Go up the two steps, reach out and knock on the door, and the door opens."

"I didn't plug it in the night before, so I pushed it open. Uncle, grandma..." Qi Yuncheng pointed out his hand and explained, "He came in carrying two empty buckets on a pole.

Master, grandma? Are you still sleeping? Have you gotten up? Am I painting this water?"

"This house has one light and two dark rooms, which is called connecting three rooms. The three rooms are separated in the middle. The middle is the living room and the two sides are the bedrooms.

This room is for sleeping, with a curtain hanging on the door.

The boy stood at the main entrance, picked up two buckets, and shouted, then came in.

Stand in the middle, look to the left and to the right.

The door on the left is open, wide open on all sides, and it's dark and no one is there.

The curtains were drawn here, and when I sniffed the scent of rouge powder at the door, I knew this was the bedroom.

The little guy is here."

Story after story was narrated, and the whole program seemed unusually quiet, which is difficult to do in ordinary teahouses, but it was a recording after all, and there was no sound of eating melon seeds and drinking tea.

In addition, everyone goes into the story and watches the actors' performances.

"Um...is grandma at home? Is uncle awake? I brought water, is there anyone?

He is good at lifting the curtains! Okay, at first glance, he saw the bed. There was someone sleeping on the bed. He was covered with a quilt and his legs were exposed.

Wearing light pink pajamas on her legs, embroidered with flowers, you can tell she is a woman at a glance."

"When I sniffed my nose and smelled the fragrance, the young man felt relaxed and happy. The young man of seventeen or eighteen has reached that age. And at this time, in this environment and in this state.

I feel a little wandering!"

Qi Yuncheng's appearance changed at this moment, he seemed to be peeping, and he didn't let go of his words, "Grandma? Are you still sleeping? Where is the uncle?"

In fact, I couldn't see very clearly. It was dark and bright, and the room was dark with lights and curtains hanging. I looked around and saw all the heads sticking into the room.

Remember this situation, carry a pole with two buckets behind you, and your head can be inserted into the curtain.

Is the grandma still sleeping? Is the uncle here? Should I draw a picture or give money?

He shouted one sentence after another, and while he was shouting, a person appeared behind him and looked directly at the child.

It's better to just look at it like this. This man is holding two bloody heads in his hands!

"

Snapped!

Xingmu took the photo!

Instantly let all the audience come out of the story.

The moment I picked it up, the recording site burst into applause.

"oh!

"

"good!

"

Quack, quack, quack, quack!

Amidst the applause, Qi Yuncheng breathed a sigh of relief. After one hour of recording, he finally got the beginning of Guillaume nine-headed eucalyptus.

He quickly stood up and thanked the audience and program staff.

There is a lot of busy work for the show.

At the same time, people sitting below gathered around and wanted to sign autographs, but the program team refused to let them.

It's not that it's a hindrance. The main actors haven't rested yet and haven't taken off their coats yet.

There is no need to go backstage, you can take off your coat and drink water at the side curtain.

After drinking, I signed autographs immediately. There were not too many people, about a hundred people.

When the signing was almost completed, the director of the program team had some ideas.

It was only nine o'clock now, and no one was in a hurry to go back, so he said, "Yuncheng, the program has done very well so far.

It has reached 500,000 playback hours and more than 400 million playbacks, so in response to the requests of netizens, let’s record one last thing.

Not wasting much time.

Recorded as a featurette."

After hearing the results, Qiyun Chengdu thought it was pretty good, with over 100 million views, and nodded, "No problem, do you want to record in a coat?"

"No, that's it! All departments will work overtime for 20 minutes to record. Please leave the venue in an orderly manner."

I heard that there is still overtime work, but no one wants to do it.

Fortunately it's only twenty minutes.

After reorganizing, recording started again.

And Qi Yuncheng stood on the stage and said it as a sideshow.

"Thank you all viewers. I have finished recording this episode of storytelling. Please look forward to my master's opening of the next episode.

So at the end let’s talk about the props we commonly use.

The props for storytelling are very simple, a fan, a piece of wood and a handkerchief.

Among them, the fan is more commonly used by us. It is used as a prop. You can pick it up to draw a pen and place it on the table as a candle.

…”

Looking at the camera, Qi Yuncheng recorded a completely impromptu recording without any discussion.

But he has been an actor for many years, so to speak, the props introduced can be used to delay the duration.

But when he introduced it.

A figure vaguely appeared from the side curtain.
Chapter completed!