From a freeloader to a world leader

Sun Shan has been working on the second floor for four or five days, although he felt a little uncomfortable at the beginning.

But his calculation ability is many levels higher than that of the previous accountant.

Now, he basically spends two or three hours every day during lunch and dinner time to finish his work.

The rest of the time, he either took Zhang Yuliang and his nephew to practice martial arts, or borrowed Zhang Yuliang's books and studied hard.

His learning method was to practice instead of study, that is, copying the articles while carefully memorizing the contents of the book.

He found that this was the learning method that made him progress the fastest and retained the most memory.

Interestingly, Sun Shan now wears a 50-pound sand-filled shirt and sand-filled arm guards every day, making him look a little clumsy and bloated.

Also, when he wrote like this, he was not used to the weight of ten pounds on his arms.

The handwriting he wrote was not very good.

You know, Sun Shan used to have very beautiful calligraphy. Although it was not as good as Cheng Jia You Fan, it was also quite beautiful.

In fact, most of the scholars in this world have beautiful calligraphy.

The "book" in the six arts of a gentleman includes calligraphy and literary talent.

Good calligraphy will undoubtedly make people look at you with higher regard. Even in the examination room, good calligraphy will make the examiners feel pleasing to the eye and make it easier to get higher scores.

Sun Shan was not in a hurry, because he knew his weaknesses in calligraphy.

I just can’t write in my own unique style.

Calligraphy without strength will make people feel lifeless and naturally lacks the so-called charm and artistic conception.

He believed that if he persisted for one or two years and his arm strength reached a certain level and he could take off the sand-tempered arm guard, he would be able to shine.

During these few days, Sun Shan inspected the operation of Zhang's Restaurant from all aspects.

It doesn't feel ideal.

It has the common problem of this era - the dishes are simple and not exquisite, and there are basically only two types: steaming and boiling.

In addition, the alcohol content and quality of the wine are too poor.

Sun Shan drank it a few times and felt like drinking bitter beer. The alcohol content was less than 20 degrees and contained some impurities. It was not clear and the aroma of the wine was not strong.

As a time traveler from the 23rd century, Sun Shan is not very good at eating and drinking.

But his vision and experience were undoubtedly thousands of years ahead of their time.

In addition, there is the scale of the restaurant, which covers an area of ​​about 1000 square meters. It is basically a two-story wooden structure, and the building area is also close to 1000 square meters.

Overall, it is not too big, but not too small either, and it provides comprehensive food and accommodation.

It was similar to all restaurants of that era, with full services but low quality and rather messy.

It has no special features or highlights, so it has no appeal.

In addition, the restaurant also provides some rest and entertainment facilities, such as drinking tea and listening to books.

This made Sun Shan very interested. After listening to several storytelling performances by the storyteller, he felt deeply the lack of spiritual entertainment activities for the people of that era.

Such a rough and flat storytelling, without any gags, no jokes, and no wonderful poetry, songs or dances, but people still listened to it with such gusto and applauded continuously.

Especially, it was an ordinary-looking old storyteller.

But even if it's an old man telling stories, his income is not low.

Sun Shan had seen and observed his income and storytelling performance. He gave a lecture in the morning and afternoon every day, each lasting an hour, and his monthly salary alone was three taels of silver.

In addition, if the guests give tips through the teahouse, each party will split it in half.

If it is thrown directly onto the storytelling stage, it belongs to him.

Sun Shan calculated his extra income in the past few days, which was about four or five hundred coins a day, so in a month, it was almost ten taels.

This is much more than the five taels of salary that he got as the shopkeeper by virtue of his connections.

This made Sun Shan want to try his hand at storytelling on stage.

He is not one of the scholars in this world who is ashamed of making money.

Besides, although I am not penniless now, I still have to support my family. I have to get some money as soon as possible so that I can bring my mother and sister who are alone in the countryside to the capital.

For Sun Shan, Baisha Village is just his home in this world, and he has no feelings or concerns about it.

When it comes to worrying about and being unable to let go, it’s only about those few loved ones who love and care about you.

He thought clearly that he wanted to do well in this world and if he really wanted to realize some of his ideals.

You have to live in a big city to have more opportunities.

This is just like the young people in the 23rd century who, for the sake of dreams and money, bid farewell to their parents in the countryside and head to first-tier cities such as Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou alone.

As for face, it is not a problem at all for Sun Shan.

You know, in the 23rd century, celebrities in the entertainment industry are some of the highest-paid and most successful people in the world.

Some people even become presidents of their countries because of their unique influence.

If I were to tell the story myself, putting aside other things, my identity and image alone would far surpass that of the old gentleman.

As for how to package and hype himself, Sun Shan is definitely the best in the world.

He was confident that he could become the brightest star in Hengzhou City in the shortest possible time.

Then, protect yourself and strengthen yourself through the star effect.

As for the content and subject matter of the storytelling, the stories and poems in his mind are so numerous.

If I were to look at all the long novels like Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, One Thousand and One Nights, Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Journey to the West, I'm afraid that in three years, there would be no repeating one.

Besides, he had literary talent and could write poetry, sing and dance.

Isn't he much more versatile than the old gentleman?

After thinking this through, Sun Shan secretly learned the old gentleman's storytelling methods and techniques, preparing and practicing.

This made Zhang Yuliang, who lived in the same room with him, feel a little puzzled.

Why are they humming, singing, banging and even singing some weird tunes all day long?

After asking several times, Sun Shan told him, Brother, I am ready to tell stories and sing.

No, this world is not about singing, it should be about rap opera, the kind of opera that has humming, long and soft rhythm.

This immediately made Zhang Yuliang open his mouth in astonishment, looking at Sun Shan as if he were an alien.

After a long time, he touched Sun Shan's forehead and said, "Brother Shan, are you crazy? We are scholars, but we are scholars, right? You don't want fame anymore!"

Sun Shan slapped his hand away nonchalantly: "Don't make a fuss. Isn't Mr. Xie a scholar? Every storyteller is a scholar."

Zhang Yuliang couldn't help but get anxious when he saw Sun Shan's nonchalant look: "At most, he has studied for a few years. At most, he is a student. Besides, he is already so old. He is in his forties. Naturally, he has to support his family."

As he spoke, he remembered Sun Shan's predicament and pulled out a purse filled with a lot of loose change from his waist: "Brother Shan, if you don't have money, just take it from me. You helped our family so much last time, and we haven't even thanked you yet."

"What are you talking about? Do I need to be rewarded? You've treated me like a brother over the years and have taken care of me. It's only right that I help you."

As he spoke, Sun Shan grabbed his purse and threw it into Zhang Yuliang's arms: "I, Sun Shan, want to make money based on my own abilities. If you do this again, I will be angry."

Seeing that Sun Shan was really angry, Zhang Yuliang reluctantly put his purse away.

Now, his status and Sun Shan's have been reversed, and he feels a little afraid of him.

However, he still worriedly advised: "Brother Shan, storytelling is really not what you should do. It will ruin your reputation. What if you pass the imperial examination and enter the officialdom in the future?"

"We'll talk about the future later."

Sun Shan replied, picked up the teacup on the table, took a big gulp, and said with some longing: "It doesn't matter how big a deal it is. Anything, as long as you do it to the extreme, is art. For example, if you cook to the extreme, you can become a royal chef. The same goes for storytelling. If you tell stories well and become famous, it is also an art and you can make a lot of money."

Seeing that Sun Shan was so arrogant and confident, Zhang Yuliang thought about it carefully.

It is not impossible.

Besides, maybe Sun Shan’s storytelling was unsuccessful and he would stop after two days.

He knew Sun Shan's temper. Once he made up his mind, no one could change it.

For example, practice on time and in the right amount every day, and wear a sand-lined shirt all the time except for taking a shower.

As the weather gets hotter, wearing dozens of kilograms of sand-filled clothes tied around your body is like tying a layer of stones.

Zhang Yuliang's equipment weighed only about 20 kilograms in total, but it was too much for him to bear. He would secretly take it off before going to bed every night.

But he saw that Sun Shan never left the film and looked calm and composed.

This once again made him feel the distance between himself and Sun Shan, as well as the gap in willpower that Sun Shan mentioned.

"Well, I can't persuade you anyway." As he spoke, Zhang Yuliang remembered what his elder brother said, that his father was coming and would bring his newly married wife to live in the capital.

I thought of Sun Shan’s respect for his father and the relationship between his sister and Sun Shan.

I couldn't help but think of a plan: "Brother Shan, my father will be here tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. You can listen to the old man's opinion. If my sister doesn't like it------"

Having said that, Zhang Yuliang stopped talking in a wicked manner.

Sun Shan rubbed his head in annoyance and glared at Zhang Yuliang: "I am only telling you now, what does this have to do with the old man? Don't mess with me. When I have money, I will take you to Yuzhai Pavilion to taste and see how they cook."

In fact, Sun Shan is now quite conflicted towards the Zhang family.

First of all, I have to rely on other people's restaurants temporarily and make some money as quickly as possible.

If he had no relationship with the Zhang family, even for a young scholar like him, no one would have given him a salary of five taels of silver.

Secondly, the Zhang family used Zhang Zhijing to tie themselves down.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, his words and deeds showed that he wanted to become their son-in-law and become a part of their family's influence.

If I were just Sun Shan in this world, I would definitely be more than happy to do so.

But as a time traveler, his vision must be more than this.

In the future, I will have to marry seven or eight wives to realize my dream of sleeping with them all in my previous life.