After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

Chapter 226 The Charm of Tea and Its Effortless Sweep Across Chizhou and Surrounding Prefectures

Hearing such a unique story for the first time truly amazed them.

These people had never heard such a novel story before.

Listening to storytelling while enjoying delicious food is simply wonderful.

Suddenly, "Starfall Rain" and the charm of tea swept through Chizhou.

In just one day, he became known to almost everyone in Chizhou.

The next day, those who had never heard a storyteller before were eager to enter the teahouse to listen to the story.

Taking advantage of the momentum, on the third day, Manager Gao set up a large stage at the entrance of the Tea House and invited a troupe of Southern Opera performers to tell stories on the stage.

This action ignited the enthusiasm of all the people in Chizhou.

The entire street was packed with people, and a stampede almost occurred. Fortunately, Manager Gao had taken precautions, as a similar incident had happened in Bianjing before.

It was Manager Ye who came up with the idea of ​​hiring strong and capable martial artists to maintain order in the streets and teahouses, separating the crowded people and preventing a tragedy.

Even so, no one expected so many people to come. It was even more exaggerated than when we were in Bianjing. It is said that even several neighboring prefectures heard about it and rushed to Chayun in Chizhou to eat Wen Ding and other delicacies, and even more so to listen to storytelling!

I don't know how it spread so quickly.

Surprisingly, people from other prefectures have already arrived in Chizhou.

Initially, these people were drawn in by stories told during tea ceremonies and storytelling sessions.

Although these people are not as good at telling stories as the storytellers in the teahouse, the novelty of their stories alone attracts many people to come and find out more.

However, this also reflects the poor quality of storytelling in these prefectures. Their stories lacked innovation, and since there was little competition in these teahouses, they were content with the status quo. They wouldn't starve anyway, so naturally no one was willing to put effort into developing new stories.

So they told those same stories over and over again, and you'd get tired of hearing the same story every day.

Some people have nothing to do but listen to storytellers. They can recite the stories these storytellers tell by heart.

But now it's different. When they hear a new story, their ears feel refreshed.

He immediately asked the aunts and uncles chatting and eating sunflower seeds at the alley entrance where they had heard the stories.

These people naturally wouldn't have time to travel to the neighboring prefecture to hear storytelling; they heard it from other people.

It was only through making inquiries that I learned a new teahouse had opened in neighboring Chizhou, attracting a constant stream of visitors, and that their storytelling was particularly interesting and novel.

Everyone who heard it praised it highly.

Not only was the storytelling captivating, but their food was also novel and delicious. We also learned that this new teahouse was a branch of Bianjing (Kaifeng).

This has sparked a new wave of discussion in some small-scale areas of certain state governments.

The tea aroma was then simmered over a low flame.

When people heard that "Starfall Rain" was being performed as a Southern opera, they all rushed to the street corner to watch it. Not only were the streets and teahouses packed with people, but even some shops along the street were packed with people.

There are several restaurants near Caiyun and the street, and there are a few private rooms upstairs that overlook the entire Chayunhe area.

These private rooms were booked well in advance.

This scene directly boosted the development of surrounding shops, and the prefect was overjoyed.

Within a few days, "Starfall Rain" had begun to dominate the entire Chizhou, becoming a household story.

The number of people coming was no less than usual, and his influence had even spread to several surrounding prefectures, unlike before when only a small number of people in these nearby prefectures knew about him.

After watching the Southern Opera, these people would go back and brag to their relatives and colleagues.

So it wasn't long before many people learned that a teahouse had opened in Chizhou, and the stories inside were quite novel.

The popularity of tea and tea has also made Wuming popular.

Many people are inquiring about him, but even people in Bianjing don't know his true identity, so how could people from Chizhou possibly find out?

However, they couldn't find out about him from people, but they did find out about Wuming's other works!

However, Wuming's storybooks were only sold at Zhiyu Bookstore in Bianjing, and not at bookstores in Chizhou.

Selling it from Bianjing is too far, and it would take a long time to go back and forth. Moreover, we would have to follow the permission of Zhiyu Bookstore.

So even if some people in Chizhou wanted to see Wuming's picture books, they would have to wait several months.

Ye Yuwu brought the painted screen to the tea shop and the location that Manager Gao had written for her in his letter.

Surprisingly, they couldn't even squeeze into the street corner.

The people of Chizhou are simple and honest, and women are not so particular about what they wear when they go out, unlike women in Bianjing who must wear veils or hats.

The fact that these women could go out openly without needing to wear masks was quite novel to Huaping.

These women were squeezed into the crowd, and no one gave them strange looks.

Even Ye Yuwu felt a long-lost sense of comfort upon seeing it.

"Just as the book says, women in the borderlands are 'rude'." Perhaps suddenly realizing that what she said was a bit inappropriate, Huaping nervously explained, afraid of being misunderstood.

“Miss, that’s not what I meant. What I meant was that the women here seem very carefree and outgoing, completely different from the women of Bianjing.”

“I know that’s not what you meant, but compared to Bianjing, I really like the lifestyle here.” There’s a sense of freedom and unrestraint here. “But I imagine that by then all the women in Jin Kingdom will be able to take off their veils and walk freely on the streets.”

After saying this, Ye Yuwu took off her veil. As soon as she took it off, fresh air rushed in, and she took a deep breath.

"The air is so fresh."

Huaping became somewhat nervous when she saw Ye Yuwu take off her veil.

"G-girl..."

Seeing her nervous look, Ye Yuwu smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? The women here don't wear veils. It would be too strange if only the two of us wore them."

After being persuaded, Huaping hesitated for a moment before taking off the veil she was wearing.

Freed from the constraints of the veil, the two soon squeezed into the crowd.

When she squeezed to the front, she realized that the teahouse was not as crowded as the outside.

She went to the counter and told the accountant that she wanted to see their manager, Manager Gao, and that she was Ye Yuwu from Bianjing who had come to Chizhou to find him.

Upon hearing that they were from Bianjing, the accountant immediately went upstairs to find Manager Gao.

Before long, the sound of footsteps on the stairs grew closer and closer to them.

"It really is you, Manager Ye!" Manager Gao exclaimed, his eyes filled with surprise as he saw the familiar figure as soon as he came down the stairs.

"Manager Gao, it's been a long time! I wonder how you've been these days?"