Chapter 26 I Made Money I Made Money

After everyone had left and their figures had disappeared, Li Yaoguang turned around and looked at the yamen runners, then bowed to them from a distance.

"Thank you very much for your words, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you."

Seeing that Li Yaoguang was polite and courteous, Xiaoyao was instantly delighted and was the first one to jump out and chat with him cheerfully.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, it's just a small matter! Just sir, I wonder what the next episode of the monkey's story will be about? Can you tell me first, just talk about it casually?" Otherwise, he would be scratching his head and cheeks, and he might not be able to sleep well tonight, just thinking about the monkey.

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Li Yaoguang was in a dilemma when Xie Chatou called out again, "Xiaoyao." He immediately interrupted Xiaoyao who was taking the opportunity to get close to Li Yaoguang without knowing his own limits. He was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, but he immediately shut up and looked at his boss and Li Yaoguang with eyes full of resentment.

Li Yaoguang just pretended to be stupid and laughed dryly.

Just kidding, it’s not easy to spoil the plot, no matter who you are. Otherwise, how are you going to make a living in the future?
In order to avoid the burning gaze, Li Yaoguang quickly looked at Xie Chatou and changed the subject, "Sir, how much is the booth fee for my stall?"

Xie Chatou: The young man in front of him said something good, and he really appreciated it. They didn’t want the money for the tribute in secret, just a few coins for the stall…

It's not much in theory, but the rules cannot be broken. They also need to report to the government office every day. In addition, they have already given away money for the first time today. Their salaries are not high, so it is impossible for them to give rewards every day and subsidize the stall fee to this kid privately every day.

After thinking it over, Xie Chatou finally said, "In Wa Lane, Nanshi, the daily charge for a stall on the street is ten cents, and for a stall in a remote area is five cents. Since your storytelling stall is not on the street, I will charge you five cents." This was considered as a gesture of leniency on their part.

Li Yaoguang also knew the other party's good intentions, and quickly offered five coins. This person rarely took it personally, and then looked at him, "Xiaoyao."

When Xiaoyao was called again, he immediately became serious. He was no longer the resentful boy just now. He hurriedly took out the pen and notebook on his back, made a note, and then took the money handed to him by his boss. Before leaving with his boss and his companions, he still did not forget to come over and chat with Li Yaoguang.

"Young sir, can't you tell me?"

In response, Li Yaoguang shook his head silently. Then he left with a look of reluctance on his face and followed in the footsteps of his companions.

Seeing that the runners had left, the loyal fans who were watching the situation not far away bowed to Li Yaoguang from a distance. Li Yaoguang quickly bowed back, and the group of people dispersed.

Suddenly, the tree was deserted, leaving only a group of stall owners who were worried about her.

Seeing that the matter had been settled, the yamen runners who used to be fierce and majestic took action rarely, and even the street bully was defeated. The stall owners envied Li Yaoguang's good luck on the one hand, and were jealous of Li Yaoguang's good harvest on the other. Jealousy bubbled up in them, but finally they thought that they were able to close their stalls early today because of Li Yaoguang, and they felt relieved. They talked to Li Yaoguang for a few words and then left the market.

Li Yaoguang did not dare to delay any longer. After all, money attracts attention. Many people had seen the huge amount of reward money just now. But now they did not dare to act rashly due to the threat from the yamen runners and the frustration of the street bullies. Once time passed, who knows, three hands or something like that might appear.

It was better to leave early. After quickly packing up her stall, Li Yaoguang carried the old bookcase that her uncle had used and which she had refurbished herself and headed for West City.

Li Yaoguang ran home excitedly, feeling his feet were floating. He entered the house, bolted the door, put down the bookcase, and hurriedly took off his shoulder bag. He turned it upside down and took out the money that had been transferred to the space. It really filled the kang in front of him. "I made money, but I don't know how to spend it. I have a Nokia in my left hand and a Motorola in my right hand! Uh, no, no, now it should be an apple pie in my left hand and a Huawei dad in my right hand..."

Li Yaoguang hummed a little tune happily, and put a pile of copper coins and a pile of Tongbao. Although he didn't see any silver, he was very happy in his heart.

"Five hundred and fifteen, five hundred and sixteen, five hundred and seventeen..." He picked up the last copper coin and added it to the pile of Tongbao coins that had already been counted on the side. "One hundred and twenty-two Tongbao coins, a total of one thousand two hundred and twenty coins, plus these five hundred and seventeen, minus the stall fee of five coins, today's harvest totals one thousand seven hundred and thirty-two coins. Wow, more than one tael and nearly two taels of silver, not bad!"

She was really satisfied with the results she achieved on the first day of her stall.

She put the 122 Tongbao coins into the space, and had 517 left. She used 17 for daily expenses and the other 500 for buying a bottle of medicine for the ulcer to give to her little cousin.

Li Yaoguang made up his mind, and then thought that he couldn't always rely on his aunt for food, but he also didn't want to spend money to buy food every day. On the one hand, he regretted that he couldn't cook in his own space, and on the other hand, he wondered if he could light a fire in her little house.

She thought that if she could, she would just buy a set of tools and cook for herself in the future. Anyway, storytelling only took half a day, if it didn't work, then... Otherwise, after storytelling on weekdays, she would buy some convenient food at the Waxiang market and store it in the refrigerator. She had a microwave oven, so she could make do with it.

Feeling that she had completely integrated into this body, Li Yaoguang could not help but make careful plans for the future. However, she had not yet had time to implement her ideas and plans. One day half a month later...

There are two relatively famous restaurants in the east of the outer city, one is Weimeilou and the other is Deshenglou.

It is true that people in the same industry are enemies, not to mention that the fathers of these two owners had a grudge against each other over a cookbook. Since then, both sides have been trying their best to outdo each other. They can be said to be old rivals.

Just recently, the Desheng Building opposite invited a storyteller back. He kept telling stories about the General's Order every day, which attracted a lot of customers. That would have been fine, but this bastard actually seduced away half of the old customers in his building, which made the owner of Weimei Building unable to tolerate.

Seeing the business across the street booming, the owner, Qian, was suffering every day.

After much thought, he felt that he could not go on like this. A friend reminded him that a national pipa player had joined the Qingyin Troupe in Wa Lane in South City, and that this had attracted many customers who flocked to listen to the celestial music. So Shopkeeper Qian decided to spend a large sum of money to invite Mr. Gu to come to his Weimeilou to warm up the audience.

So, Shopkeeper Qian calculated the time accurately, handed over the slow-trading shop to his capable clerk, put his hands behind his back, hailed a sedan chair, and headed for Wa Lane in the south of the city.

In Wa Lane, at the same spot and location, Li Yaoguang still sat firmly at the stall and started broadcasting his show every day.

As more and more people came to listen to the books, many of them had not heard the previous stories. After careful consideration and listening to the opinions of some loyal fans, Li Yaoguang's daily broadcast of two episodes became a continuation of the new series in the first show, and the second show would resume after a break, broadcasting another episode for those new viewers.

Shopkeeper Qian was sitting in the sedan chair, thinking deeply about how he should ask Mr. Gu to go back to the building when he meets him later. Suddenly, the sedan chair shook, and Shopkeeper Qian's body tilted. He subconsciously held on to the sedan chair, frowned, lifted the curtain, and leaned his head to ask.

"what happened?"

The sedan bearer in front wiped his sweat, turned around and smiled, "I don't know what happened just now, these people around me pushed forward like crazy and almost hit the sedan. Master Qian, are you okay? Are you frightened?"

(End of this chapter)