Chapter 425

Nannan eyes a bright, very hard to swallow saliva, smilingly spread a hand stretched forward.

The man looks handsome. Although he is middle-aged, he naturally exudes a mature and steady taste.

When he came to Nannan, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he looked at the little guy in front of him with a smile.

Nannan was stunned by him, and his Inexplicable heart began to beat. Why is this man's eyes so strange? Does he know himself? It doesn't look like it. I've never seen it.

"Little son, this is a hundred Wen. You can order it." With a smile, the man interrupted Nannan's confused thoughts and put the money in his hand.

Nannan looked down at the money, then looked up at his smiling eyes. After thinking about it, he suddenly said, "why don't you buy more copies. Let me tell you, this story is really special, especially good-looking, real people and real things. You can buy it back for your sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, relatives and friends, right? "

The man seemed to think about it for a while, then nodded, and really took out one or two silver, "give me two more."

Nannan smiles and delivers all the three books to him. Then he stares at the silver and starts to feel embarrassed. "This I have no change for you... "

Nannan was in a dilemma, but Xiaoshou had quickly collected the ingot of silver, and had no idea of returning it to him.

"It's OK. I think the story should be more than 100 Wen. If it's more than 100 Wen, I'll take it as my hard work." That person doesn't think so, stare at his small action, smile more profound.

After that, he took the three books and went back to his seat. He opened one of them and looked at it. His eyes were bright and he said aloud, "it's really beautiful."

Those who had some hesitation and curiosity, one by one, looked into their heads to see what happened, but the man turned his body aside and watched with relish.

Some people are itched by this man's behavior. Let's take it as a meal. Besides, a Book of 100 Wen is not expensive. At present, there are three or four people, a bite of teeth, a closed eye, or paid to buy books to come over, all nest to the corner to read.

Nannan's eyes were bright, but there were few people who disliked buying them. He turned his eyes, and immediately sighed, "ah, my father is the prince of fengcang Kingdom, and my mother is the princess of Tianyu kingdom. To be honest, although their stories are amazing, my mother has killed me after all. This kind of thing will not be discussed again after today "Yes."

Everyone was stunned. Yes, the real events between the prince and the princess are of great importance. I'm afraid that they will not be allowed to discuss in private in the future.

Nannan just sat on the table, legs hanging on the edge of the table, shaking, "so ah, I'm afraid I can't hear storytellers in those restaurants in the future, and even if they do, they should not be true. As for me, I'm too kind-hearted to think of giving you these benefits, writing stories down overnight and binding them into books. I kept it from my parents. If they knew about it, they would scold me severely. Maybe I can't sell the book in the future. In a word, if you want to buy books, to know the development of things, and to understand the twists and turns of the story, I'm afraid it's only today. "

They all looked at each other. Although there was only a five-year-old child sitting in front of them, why did Mao think what the child said was so reasonable?

The middle-aged man, who had bought three books before, raised his eyes slightly and looked at Nannan. Suddenly, he gave a silent smile and continued to stare at the books in front of him.

A few people think about it carefully and think it is true. The most important thing is that they are itching to know what is written in the book. Especially when they saw that several people who had bought books before were sitting there and their eyes were shining, they wanted to know more.

"I'll take one."

"I want one, too."

"I'll have one."

More and more people winked at Nannan and gave her more and more money.

Look how clever he is. He can not only help his mother clarify the truth, but also earn a lot of money. There is no child in the world who can make more money than him. He is a genius.

That storyteller is really hateful. He dares to discredit his parents here even if he doesn't know the truth. He must be skinned when he turns around.

Nannan was talking in his heart, smiling at Mr. storyteller and happily collecting money.

The man who was slapped twice by Nannan wanted to scold them and let the shopkeeper drive them out. But as soon as you know Nan Nan's identity and see Wen Tian, who is protecting Nan Nan like a mountain, the storyteller will know, and his heart begins to beat drums.

Seeing that Nan Nan and Yu bao'er were collecting money, the guard named Wen Tian didn't notice him either. Mr. Shuo Shuo immediately breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his things and quietly ran out of the back door of the restaurant.

Wen Tian's eyebrows picked and whispered to Nannan, who was in a very happy mood, "Nannan, the storyteller's back door has gone. You wait for me here, and I'll be right back."Nannan waved his hand, "I know, I know, you quickly follow that man to see who is behind the scenes. I'm here. I'll make a lot of money for my mother. "

Smelling the sky to smile, South South obviously is and oneself thought of to go together. He knew that there were secret guards to protect Nannan. As long as he didn't run around and calculate his own people, nothing would happen.

At the moment, he told Nannan for a while, and then he went out along the back door.

The storyteller put his arms around the package, sneaked out of the back door, and then came to a small alley. After looking around, he sat on the ground along the wall and breathed a sigh of relief.

Smell day hiding in the corner of the place, eyes slightly squint. After a while, I saw a slightly fat man come over. When he came to the storyteller, he kicked him twice with his feet.

"Hey, get up."

"Fu, Mr. Fu, you are here." Shuo Shuo, trembling, scratched his head and said with some chagrin, "well, it's a mess."

"Well, I know. I was in the restaurant just now." Fu Ye coldly glanced at him, the smile of the corner of his mouth was a bit gloomy, staring at Mr. storyteller, and the light of his eyes flickered slightly.

Smell a day Zheng, stare at that is called the man of blessing ye, the eyebrow center slightly wring, this person, looking at seem to have some face familiar, he should be where met just right.