"Haha, just because of this, why should I be angry?" Su Qingqing was relieved after hearing what he said. She smiled lightly and touched the tip of Zhe Er's nose. "Did you get into trouble outside?"
"No, I'm not!" Zhe'er immediately pouted and complained, "I'm such a good girl. How could I get into trouble!"
"Then, what else can I do for you?" Su Qingqing reached out and pinched his little face, which was smooth and soft, like tender tofu. It felt really good.
"Here's the thing. Fugui told me that if I could write down the story to him and give a story to someone in his father's teahouse, he would give me two skewers of candied haws every day..." In the end, Zhe-er's voice lowered in embarrassment.
"What?" Su Qingqing heard it and again wanted to pick up the little guy and give him a good reason. "You just sold the sugarcoated haws every day! It's so easy to cheat!"
"Sister Qing, what is copyright? I didn't sell anything?" Zhe-er blinked in confusion.
"Little fool!" Su Qingqing poked Zhe'er's little head and decided to educate him. Look at how smart the son of the owner of the teahouse was. He had a business awareness at such a young age, but he could only be cheated.
"Tell that wealthy guy about your story, okay! I'll send you ten skewers of candied haws, two bags of melon seeds, and two bags of Dingfeng Workshop cakes every day." Su Qingqing reminded Zhe'er with fingers pointing, and then added, "And, he has to tell others that the story is from the Moon- invite shop—" Su Qingqing paused and decided to conceal her real name. "The mysterious little Peony wrote it." The name sounded like thunder, but it was more and more easy for people to remember it.
When Su Qingqing finished speaking, Zhe'er's small mouth had already opened into a big O-shape.
"Sister, Sister Qing, how could Fugui promise to give me so many things..." The little guy was so surprised that he was stuttering.
"Be obedient. You can go. If he doesn't agree, you can say that you won't tell stories to them in the future." Su Qingqing smiled and touched Zhe'er's head, telling him confidently, "Of course! Remember what I told you!"
"Oh, okay." Although he didn't believe Su Qingqing's words very much, he still pouted and nodded because of his adoration for Su Qingqing.
The next day.
"Elder Sister Qing! Elder Sister Qing!"
Zhe'er ran all the way into the backyard, shouting. Her red face was covered with shiny sweat.
"What's wrong, Zhe'er?" Su Qingqing turned her head and looked at him with a smile. In fact, she had already expected what the result would be.
"Sister Qing, Fugui actually agreed to my terms at once!" Zhe'er jumped happily and ran around in the room. "Oh yes! From now on, there will be so much delicious food every day!"
"Hehe, I've already told you, little fool. You let people not know even if they sell them." Su Qingqing hurriedly caught the body that he jumped down from above, fearing that he would hurt himself due to being too excited.
"Sister Qing, Zhe'er is so happy!" While speaking, Zhe'er, who was extremely happy, put her arms around Su Qingqing's neck and kissed her.
Su Qingqing had never been intimate with any boys in her life. Although Zhe-er was a boy who was wet behind the ears, Su Qingqing's face turned red because she was so intimate with him.
"Don't stick your saliva on my face when you eat the sugar-coated haws. Get down." Su Qingqing quickly threw him down.
"By the way, Sister Qing, Fugui also said that they wanted me to be the boss. They didn't even talk to me before and they didn't want to play with me." Zhe'er suddenly thought of another good thing and quickly told Su Qingqing to share it.
"Why didn't they play with you before?" Su Qingqing asked curiously.
"Uh..." The smiling Zhe-er suddenly pulled her face down and stuttered.
"Why on earth? Did they bully you? Let's go! I'll avenge you!" Su Qingqing got angry at the thought that those children dared to bully Zhe'er, who was so obedient.
"No, Sister Qing!" Zhe'er quickly grabbed Su Qingqing's sleeve. Her big eyes were filled with water vapor, and she looked as if she was crying. He shook Su Qingqing gently and begged in a low voice, "Sister Qing, it's all over. They are all good to me now. Don't go to find them, okay?"
"Fine, fine, fine. I won't go. Don't cry!" Seeing Zhe'er tearful face, Su Qingqing became more mature. She quickly squatted down and comforted Zhe'er, "Good girl, will you listen to Zhe'er? If they bully you again in the future, remember to tell Sister Qing!"
"Well, okay!" Hearing Su Qingqing promise not to make trouble for them, Zhe-er broke into a smile.
Because of the good food and good stories, Zhe Er came to Su Qingqing every day. The New Moon Hall was very busy recently, so Jin Xiangyu was too lazy to catch Zhe Er every day. Therefore, Zhe Er was more busy with Su Qingqing. Su Qingqing also liked this lovely boy from the bottom of her heart. She spoiled his brother as well. No matter how busy she was, she must spend time telling him a story.
What made Su Qingqing feel strange was that although she had read the famous work of Journey to the West when she was a child, she had never carefully memorized it. After she came to this strange world, her memory suddenly got better, and pieces of the original texts could often be seen in her mind. However, this was also a good thing for her. When telling stories, she could be more adept at it, so she did not care much about it.
Because according to the agreement between Zhe-er and Lin Fugui, Zhe-er was going to give him a good storybook, but after all, Zhe-er was still young. Su Qingqing told him a story, but he couldn't remember much. Besides, he wrote it very slowly. Su Qingqing felt sorry for him, so she simply took the job. Every night before going to bed, she would write the story she told the next day. After she finished, she would let him go to Lin Fugui to exchange snacks with this book.
Days went by in such a happy way that the Cool Breeze Teahouse's business unexpectedly got better after they accidentally got Su Qingqing's storybook once. The story written by Su Qingqing gradually became popular in Luo Yang City. However, since the Cool Breeze Tea House had an exclusive purchase of the indexer, other teahouses had to send someone to listen to it secretly, and then came back to transcribe the cost and give it to their storytellers. In this way, they also made a small fortune by attracting the guests of the teahouse.
Because Su Qingqing stayed in the Yiyue workshop all day, she also heard the gossip of high officials and noble lords, so she did not understand the story of the Journey to the West that she had written had already caused a small sensation among the common people.
###Chapter11,Witnessing the might of a 7-Dan Black Belt
However, one day, Zhe'er came back with dust on her face. Her clothes were torn, and her face was scratched with a blood mark. Su Qingqing saw it and was shocked. She quickly threw the bowl and ran over.
"What's wrong? Zhe'er, who bullied you?" Su Qingqing frowned and wiped Zhe'er's little cat face gently with a towel. When she skipped Zhe'er's wound, she couldn't help but cry loudly.
"Sister Qing, sob sob!"
"Tell me! What's going on? Did Lin Fugui bully you? I'm going to ruin his reputation!" Su Qingqing angrily picked up the stick behind the door and was about to go out.
"No, Sister Qing, it's not a treasure. It's a treasure." Zhe'er cried out at Su Qingqing with grievance. She sobbed and continued, "I was stopped by Tianbao and his men on my way to deliver the book to Fugui. He not only robbed my book, but also scolded me. Boohoo!"
"Heaven treasure? Who is he?" Su Qingqing had never heard this name from Zhe'er, which meant that this person was not Zhe'er's friend.
"Tianbao is the owner of Antai Teahouse on West Street. He knows the story of Qing Feng Teahouse was given by me, so he asked me to give it to them first in the future. I found that he was so fierce. I refused, so he grabbed it and hit me."Zhe'er sobbed and rubbed her red eyes.
"How dare they hit you! I'm going to deal with them! Let's go! We're going to that sh*t Antai Teahouse!" Su Qingqing was so angry that she took Zhe'er's hand and walked out. She didn't even care about Jinxiang Yu who was walking in the corridor of the front court.
Su Qingqing followed the direction Zhe'er pointed and walked towards the Antai Teahouse. When they reached the entrance of an alley, Zhe'er suddenly stopped in her tracks and hid behind Su Qingqing. She timidly pointed at the children in the corner who were looking at something and laughing and said, "That's them. The fattest one is Tianbao."
"Let me teach them a lesson!" Su Qingqing shouted angrily, walked over with a stick in her hand, and said, "Hey! Who hit Zhe'er just now? Stand out!"
The few children, who were happily reading the book that had been snatched from Zhe-er, were interrupted suddenly. They raised their heads in annoyance. A moment ago, when they heard Su Qingqing's furious roar, a few of them were even frightened out of their wits. But when they saw that Su Qingqing was alone, they immediately took advantage of their large numbers to boost their courage.
"What's wrong? I'm the one who beat him. Who told him to be so inconsiderate? Just hand over the book to me a long time ago and you deserve it!" The leader of the fat guys stood up and gave Su Qingqing a look. He then glared at her in a threatening manner and scolded, "You little bastard, how dare you bring people over to take revenge on me! Are you tired of living?!"
"I'm not a little fox brat!" Tears rolled down Zhe-er's face as she heard him curse like this.
"Tsk! Why aren't you a little foxling? Your mother runs a brothel and is a w***e. You are her son, so you are naturally a little foxling! b***h!" The fat boy saw Zhe-er crying and started to curse even more proudly.
"You are the little fox brat!" Zhe'er's small face was flushed red. He was so angry that he wiped his tears. He didn't care whether he was the opponent's opponent. He rushed forward and knocked down the fat boy with a powerful impact. Zhe'er knocked him down on the ground and beat him hard.
But after all, Zhe'er's body shape was too different from his. When the fat boy reacted, Zhe'er was immediately at a disadvantage and was beaten by him.
Su Qingqing looked at the scene where Zhe'er rushed to her as if she was mad. She was dumbfounded. She had never seen Zhe'er like this. When she responded and found that Zhe'er was beaten, she rushed over.
"Get out of my way!" Su Qingqing angrily picked up the fat boy and pushed him to the corner of the wall.
"b***h, how dare you hit me? Brothers, come on! Every one of you can come to my place and get ten skewers of candied haws!" The fat guy got up from the corner of the wall, choked on his snot, and shouted, "Beat them to death!"
As soon as they heard that there was so much reward, those boys immediately rushed to Su Qingqing regardless of anything.
"You bastards, let me show you the Seven-Dan Black Belt skill of Taekwondo!" Su Qingqing raised the stick in her hand and gave the children a good kick to the ground with her left and right. In fact, she was just a Taekwondo practitioner who had been in university for a while. She didn't have the skills to show off her Taekwondo skills. What's more, those children didn't know anything about black ribbons at all. After being beaten to the ground by Su Qingqing, they ran away with tails between their legs in disgrace.