In the teahouse, the storytelling gentleman was recounting the tale of the Crown Prince's rebellion from some time ago.
"This was when on a fateful day the Emperor Yang Ce rebelled, and valiant heroes hastened to the king's aid to slay the twin demons!"
Immediately, applause erupted in the teahouse.
Although recently almost every teahouse and tavern has featured storytellers narrating this saga, there were still many people who came daily to listen.
And it wasn't just ordinary folk who came to hear it.
At that moment, even Zhang San was there listening, before he took out a piece of gold intending to offer a reward.
After all, creating something is not easy, and one should support generously when warranted.
Throwing over a piece of gold, which left the storyteller overjoyed, Zhang San smiled slightly.
Just then, a woman's voice sounded nearby.
"Coming every day to listen to storytellers boast about oneself, isn't that a bit shameless?"
