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Since we couldn't get into the teahouse, we stood outside.

Anyway, it's summer now, and the doors and windows of the teahouse hall are open, so you can still hear the storyteller's voice even if you stand outside. Everyone enjoys the cool breeze while waiting for the storyteller to start his performance.

There were clever merchants hawking their wares around, and the noisy cries of hawkers filled the entire street.

Later, the storyteller began to perform, and everyone was attracted by the story of Monkey King.

A teahouse is different from a restaurant. The cheers and screams here never stop.

There were people standing at the back who couldn't hear the storyteller clearly in the first place, and they could hear even less when the people in front cheered and screamed.

Then, there were shouting and cursing outside, cheering in front, screaming, and children crying, and the teahouse became a mess.

Xu Miao laughed along with Chun'er when she heard her story and asked her gossipingly, "What happened next?"

When Xu Miao heard Chun'er's story, he thought it was so down-to-earth. There were storytellers, hawkers, people crying, laughing, and even fighting.

Xu Miao felt happy when he thought of this scene. Teahouses are much more lively than restaurants.

Seeing Xu Miao perked up, Chun'er quickly said with a smile, "There was a fight in the teahouse, and the storytelling didn't continue because everyone was watching the fight instead of the storyteller. I heard that a lot of tables, chairs, and teacups were smashed in the teahouse, and the owner was so angry that he cried."

When Xu Miao heard about the brutal battle, he quickly asked Chun'er, "Didn't you ask the yamen runners to help maintain order?"

"Well, Second Miss, if those yamen runners hadn't helped, someone would have died in the teahouse. Later, when the yamen runners realized they couldn't control the situation, they discussed with the shopkeeper and stopped the storytelling performance, allowing everyone to go home."

Teahouse owner: I don’t want to stop telling stories, but I really can’t control it. If I don’t stop, someone will die.

When the storyteller started, everything was fine and everyone was listening quietly. But then someone cheered and the teahouse couldn't control itself anymore.

There was one person who started cheering, and then others followed suit. Once the teahouse was in chaos, no one could hear anything outside, and then people outside started cursing.

Audience: This Monkey King is so funny, he can even appear out of stone. Great! We have to applaud!

Audience: I was listening intently, what are you yelling for? I can't hear anything else. I need to yell! I have to yell as much as I can!

Some people cursed, others started to make a fuss. The teahouse became a scene of quarrels inside and outside the room.

The people inside the house scolded the people outside for not coming earlier to occupy the space, hoping to take advantage of the situation and eavesdrop.

The people outside the house were scolding the people inside for being uncultured and not caring about the people outside, and they were screaming at the top of their lungs.

Cursing was fine, but someone threw a smelly shoe in from outside. The shoe flew through the window of the teahouse and into the room, hitting the crowd. The people in the room immediately exploded. The one who was hit rushed out cursing and asked who threw the smelly shoe.

Then, a fight broke out. The yamen runners started arresting a few spectators who were making a lot of noise, but no one paid any attention.

If someone is arrested for causing trouble, he will just go to the government office to admit his mistake, be scolded a few times and then be released. The government office has no time to deal with such trivial matters.

So everyone was fearless and soon the fight started again.

The people who came to the teahouse to listen to stories were amused. No matter how good the story of Monkey King was, it was not as exciting as the live fighting. The storyteller was so angry that he stood on the stage, jumping and cursing.

He had been preparing for several days and was eager to give a good speech.

That fat gentleman can go to the palace and tell those nobles. If he can explain it well here, maybe he can have the opportunity to enter the palace and meet the nobles.

Why don’t these damn audiences understand him?

The teahouse owner looked at the chaotic crowd and was so angry that he kept wiping away tears. How could he explain this to the head steward and the Duke? If he had done such a bad job, the Duke would definitely skin him alive. Oh, he also wanted to go out and kill someone!

Finally, the yamen runners realized that the performance could no longer continue, so they discussed with the shopkeeper to stop the storytelling and let everyone go home.

The shopkeeper saw that he really couldn't continue talking, because if he continued, someone would die.

The audience in the room were unhappy again. They had been waiting since noon and had just heard the beginning and were enjoying it, but why did it stop so suddenly?

No, they have to give them their money back. They won’t leave unless they give them their money back. They have already spent a lot of money on food and drinks in the teahouse and are eager to listen to the stories.

In the end, the shopkeeper apologized humbly, and the yamen runners used coaxing, threats and scolding to finally send everyone out. Some of them had bad tempers and smashed a few tea bowls in anger.

Finally, the maids and servants from the Duke's Mansion came back after helping to clean up the place. Hehe, it was so lively.

The storytelling performance in the teahouse started with great fanfare but ended miserably in failure.

Xu Miao didn't take the teahouse incident seriously. As long as no one was killed, the Duke could put an end to it.

Just like listening to a joke, Chun'er and I stayed in the house and had fun for a long time before we took a break. This day was so exciting.

The next morning, Butler Qian brought the teahouse owner to find Zhou Chenli and told him about the teahouse.

The owner of the teahouse knelt in front of Zhou Chenli, crying and saying that he had not done his job well and brought shame to the Duke.

After listening to the shopkeeper's story, Zhou Chenli didn't blame him too much.

Yesterday, Zhou Chenli saw how fascinating the Monkey King story was. The teahouse was packed, so it was normal for some noise to occur. After all, this was the first time the teahouse had done this, and it wasn't operating well.

As long as no one was killed, it's good. Smashing a few tables, chairs and tea sets is no big deal.

Zhou Chenli told the teahouse owner who was kneeling on the ground: "Go back and clean up properly. Make up for any shortages as soon as possible. If you don't have money, go to the butler to get it."

"Clean it up today. I'll go to the teahouse tomorrow afternoon and let you take charge. I want to see if anyone dares to cause trouble."

When the shopkeeper heard Zhou Chenli say this, he quickly responded, "Sir, I knew you could definitely help me. You are the most protective of your shortcomings."

After hearing the shopkeeper's reply, the angry housekeeper Qian kicked the shopkeeper several times: "You damned thing, you didn't do your job well, and you still have the nerve to say that."

The shopkeeper didn't care about the kicks given by Butler Qian, and the head butler didn't really use any force, he just did it for show, he understood!

The next afternoon, Zhou Chenli came to the teahouse with more than 20 guards.

The yamen runners had heard the news early and were waiting outside the teahouse. This time, the Duke was coming in person, so they had to perform well.

The teahouse only let one hundred people in today, and the rest were asked to stand outside. The yamen runners and guards also brought small stools for the people who came to listen to the story to sit on.

Zhou Chenli was dressed in brocade clothes and sitting at the door of the teahouse with a tea bowl in his hand. Behind him stood Butler Qian and a sturdy guard.

Seeing that Duke Dingguo was in charge in person, the people who came to listen to the story did not dare to make as much noise as they did the day before.

Who is this Duke Dingguo? He is a royal relative and an important figure that they don’t usually see.

This person can really decide their life or death, and take their lives. The people are naturally afraid of the powerful.