I'll settle this grudge with you for a hundred years

As everyone dispersed, Qian Fulai happened to buy the things Liu Yiyang asked him to buy.

Qian Fulai sighed and said, "If I had known earlier, I would have closed my position and bought it. I missed the wonderful plot again."

Liu Yi Yang smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I'll tell you again after dinner."

Qian Fulai was delighted to hear this; it has to be you.

Liu Yiyang gathered everyone for dinner; tomorrow is the finale of this story. Whether it can be a success depends on tomorrow.

Then he signaled Qian Fulai to take out everything he had bought today.

We bought a big pot, colored paper, flashlights, and everything related to setting up the stage.

Liu Yiyang said, "Tomorrow night we will build a stage at the door, and then put more than 10 large tables in front of the stage, and we will prepare hot pot for the guests. All the ingredients will be arranged in advance. You can eat it as soon as it is served. This way, you don't have to worry about the chef being too busy, and secondly, you don't have to run around to serve the dishes, because you have other things to do."

Everyone nodded after hearing this.

Liu Yiyang assigned tasks to everyone like a leader; Auntie, you and Ruirui are responsible for sticking colored paper on the light-emitting parts of all flashlights. Make some lanterns by the way.

Qian Ruirui and Yang Xiaoping were puzzled; what were they going to do with these things?

Liu Yi Yang pretended to be mysterious; the hermit had his own clever plan.

Looking at Liu Yi Yang's performance these days, Yang Xiaoping absolutely believed in Liu Yi Yang and had no choice but to agree.

Liu Yiyang added: "Auntie, you guys need to hurry up and finish it tonight, because tomorrow you will need to count money until your hands cramp."

Yang Xiaoping's eyes widened in surprise and she asked, "What? Your hands cramped from counting money? Where did you get the money for me to count?"

Liu Yiyang: Tomorrow we will put 15 tables in front of the stage. We will decide to add more tables in a hurry based on the number of people. We will arrange the seats by selling seats tomorrow. The 10 seats closest to the stage, the 9 seats in the second row, and so on.

Yang Xiaoping was embarrassed and asked: "Is this possible? What if others don't want to do it?"

Liu Yiyang said calmly: "If others have questions, just speak up. The further forward you sit, the more capable you are. And you are a cultured person, so just say whatever is best."

Yang Xiaoping nodded half-doubtfully; let's give it a try.

Liu Yi Yang then instructed: Qian Ruirui, be responsible for writing out the price list and the benefits of each row.

Liu Yiyang: The chef and Brother Pingcang are responsible for preparing more dishes for tomorrow's meal, for 8 people at a table. The original dishes we provide will definitely not be enough, so when we add more dishes, we don't need to cut them again, we can just take them out from the kitchen.

The chef and Hekura nodded in agreement.

Qian Fulai became anxious when he saw that everyone had a task; what about me, what about me, I need to do something.

Liu Yi Yang looked at Qian Fulai with a sly smile on his face; Uncle Qian, you are our secret weapon. Without you, tomorrow's event will be far less exciting.

Although he heard Liu Yi Yang say that he was a secret weapon, seeing Liu Yi Yang's sly grin made him break out in cold sweat and get goose bumps all over his body.

Qian Fulai thought, this child wouldn't be interested in men.

Before Qian Fulai could come to his senses, Liu Yiyang asked Qian Fulai to follow him into the room.

Qian Fulai felt a chill. Did I guess it right? The expression on his face was just like the scene in the short video where Bu Jingyun was shouting, "Don't come over here."

Liu Yi Yang took two steps and saw that Qian Fulai had not caught up with him. He turned back with a smile and made a gesture to "come here".

Qian Fulai followed Liu Yi Yang into the house with trepidation, but Qian Fulai kept a distance from Liu Yi Yang at all times.

Qian Ruirui leaned close to Yang Xiaoping's ear and whispered, "Mom, why did he ask Dad to come into the room?"

Yang Xiaoping was also confused; how would I know what else these two grown men could do.

Not long after, the two of them vaguely heard the sound of "pa pa pa pa" coming from the room, and the sound was very rhythmic.

Yang Xiaoping asked Qian Ruirui: Ruirui, did you hear the sound coming from inside?

Qian Ruirui put down her work and listened carefully, a rhythmic snapping sound came into her ears. This sound seemed to have been heard somewhere before, and it was so familiar.

Qian Ruirui suddenly remembered the video of the secret recipe of the third teacher's education that she had seen on Liu Yiyang's phone before. There was also the sound of "pa pa pa" in it, and it was exactly the same as what she heard.

So Qian Ruirui strode into Liu Yiyang's room, kicked the door open and yelled: What are you doing?

Everyone present was stunned. What caught their eyes was Liu Yiyang and Qian Fulai wearing sunglasses, holding their chests with their left hands and holding their chins with their right hands in a V-shaped gesture, with their left feet half-bent, their right heels against the ground, and their soles slapping the ground. They looked like they were flirting with girls on the street in the 90s.

When Qian Ruirui saw that the two were not as she had imagined, she blushed and stood there awkwardly. She thought that with her toes she could not only dig out a three-bedroom and a living-room house, but even a villa.

Before Liu Yiyang could ask, Qian Ruirui turned and ran out of the room, passing by Yang Xiaoping who was walking towards her.

Yang Xiaoping asked in confusion: What's wrong with this child?

When he walked into the room and saw Liu Yi Yang and the other man, he was surprised and asked: What are you two doing?

Qian Fulai pretended to be mysterious: "Oh, okay, okay. You guys go out first. This is a secret between Xiaoyang and me. I can't let you know in advance."

Yang Xiaoping rolled her eyes at the two of them and left the room.

Liu Yiyang and Qian Fulai were actually singing and dancing. In order to make tomorrow's event more interesting, they secretly rehearsed a program. The program they rehearsed was the Monkey King Sun Wukong sung by Dicky Cheung and Andy Lau.

The next morning, with the completion of a letter of firecrackers from Qian Fulai, the work started. The craftsmen began to build the stage one after another. Passersby began to slowly gather around to watch.

While people were watching, Yang Xiaoping struck the gong in his hand; Come on, come on, this is the last show of The Monkey King tonight, seats are limited, please make reservations.

Passerby: What? We need to order seats? Isn't it first come first served?

Yang Xiaoping replied: "Tonight's event is more special than before, so the seats are limited, the closer to the front, the better. If you grab one, you'll earn it, but if you miss it, you won't know when you'll get one again."

Just then, Qian Ruirui posted the price list and the benefits of each row.

Everyone came over to look.

The first row costs 10 yuan, including 25 dishes on the table, unlimited drinks, and small gifts at the end of the party.

In fact, everyone thinks that unlimited supply of alcohol will lose money, but it is not the case. Although there are many dishes on the table, the plates are large and the portions are small. If you want to drink a lot of alcohol, you must order dishes. This is a trade-off, and it will definitely not be a loss.

The second row, 9 dollars, includes 20 dishes, 30 bottles of wine (you can’t take away if you don’t finish it) and a souvenir.

The third row, 8 dollars, includes 15 dishes, 15 bottles of wine (you can't take away if you don't finish the drink) and a souvenir.

The third row, 7 dollars, includes 10 dishes, 10 bottles of wine (you can't take away if you don't finish the drink) and a souvenir.

The fourth row, 6 dollars, includes 10 dishes and a souvenir.

The fifth row costs 5 yuan, including a plate of peanuts, a plate of melon seeds, a pot of tea, and a souvenir.

Small stool area, 1 ocean.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the price list; Are you, Lai Fu Restaurant, robbing people?

Yang Xiaoping was a little at a loss when faced with the question.

Just when Yang Xiaoping was looking at a loss as to how to answer, Liu Yiyang came out and said, "This is absolutely worth the money. Think about it. When have you ever seen such a rare storytelling? And the front row seats are so limited. Being able to sit in the front row can show your strength and is also a symbol of status. 10 dollars can't buy you a loss or a scam."

Passerby A: That being said, have you considered that some people may not be able to afford this price? They have always loved storytelling, but they are short of money. Can you set up some free seats for people who love storytelling?

Liu Yiyang knew that he was about to be morally blackmailed, so he thought of a shameless sentence from a well-known live-streaming anchor in the future: Are you short of money? I think it's impossible. Think about yourself, have you worked hard over the years, and has your salary increased?

Just one sentence can silence those who try to get something for free.

Liu Yi Yang shouted again; Hurry up and make a reservation, you will regret it for a long time if you can’t get it this time.

Many people started to rush to buy seats. Yang Xiaoping couldn't stop smiling as she watched people rush to buy seats.

Liu Yiyang finally squeezed out of the crowd, but was knocked unconscious by a naughty kid coming towards him.

Liu Yi Yang rubbed his stomach and became angry; that idiot was running rampant here.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out from behind the child and said, "This is my child. I bumped into you by accident. What did you say to him just now?"

At this time, Qian Fulai, who was not far away, saw the middle-aged man and immediately ran to the man and said respectfully: "Sir, why do you come to join in the fun?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I heard a lot of people talking about how your storyteller is very good, and what he said is widely circulated. Yesterday, I heard the neighbors saying that you are going to hold a large-scale event today. So I brought my son to see it. I didn't expect that as soon as I got here, my son was called a fool. Why do you say my son is a fool?

Qian Fu looked at Liu Yiyang and introduced them to each other. Yiyang, this is the leader of Yang City, Lord Su.

Then he introduced him to Lord Su; this is our storyteller, Liu Yi Yang.

Lord Su looked at Liu Yi Yang and said, "This is the first time I've seen such a young storyteller. May I ask why you said my son is a fool?"

When Liu Yiyang learned that the man in front of him was a slap in the face of Yang City, cold sweat broke out on his back. After a brainstorm, he answered; The reason why I call him Sand Sculpture is that I can see that this child will definitely achieve great things in the future. Sand Sculpture, as the name suggests. The shark in the sea and the eagle in the sky, the combination of the two has the domineering power of the shark in the sea and the eagle soaring in the sky looking down on all living things. He will definitely be extraordinary in the future.

When Lord Su heard this, his eyes lit up; Young friend is indeed a man of great learning, and even his compliments are so unique. Lord Su admires you.

Liu Yiyang was almost afraid that he would not be able to make it up and make himself drunk. Beads of sweat were pouring down his face.

Lord Su walked up to Yang Xiaoping and said, "Sister Yang, I want to book a table in the first row. I want to bring my wife, children, and parents to watch the show tonight."

Then he asked the butler to leave 80 dollars and left happily.

Seeing that the top leader had joined, the people behind him became even more enthusiastic, fearing that they would miss out if they were slow.

What Liu Yi Yang didn't know was that the people watching nearby had just heard Liu Yi Yang praising Lord Su's child.

Learned it. Learned it.

Since then, many people who meet on the street, as long as they see someone with children, will point at the other person's children and say: Your child looks like an idiot.