usatvline Chapter 180 It turns out that booing really does have power.
Chapter 180 It turns out that booing really does have power.
Apart from the increasingly intense gossip and various strange stories, An Qiao believes that she has not been under more pressure from public opinion.
After all, having experienced the trolls of the Internet age, the spread speed of the trolls of ancient times will always be slower.
And they had already visited many restaurants at the Dali Temple. "Shaoqing, I think this one is the most suspicious." Zhao Huaiqing pointed to a restaurant on the map.
Wu Huanque on the side disagreed, "That's not right... I think it's this one."
Xin Hai turned around and looked, "Why these two?"
He really didn't understand. After all, even if a few people could see something while listening to opera and drinking tea together, it was not possible to draw a conclusion immediately.
"The snacks in this restaurant are so awful. The desserts are so greasy! I feel sick after every bite. Only the opera singer is okay." Zhao Huaiqing said indignantly.
Wu Huan was not to be outdone, and seemed to have a good point, "What you said makes no sense, this one is the worst, but the storyteller is indeed different."
Gu Qingyun was getting a headache from their quarrels. He had already eaten not-so-delicious food all day, and now he had to keep arguing with no conclusion.
"Okay, okay, okay, do you have any basis for what you said?" Gu Qingyun frowned.
"Of course. This restaurant is only two blocks away from Miss An's Kyoto Restaurant, but its business has not been very good.
Business was already bad before Miss An came, let alone now.
However, the opera singers there were all retired apprentices from the famous opera troupe Nanquyuan. Although they were not as good as Nanquyuan, not everyone could go to Nanquyuan.
If you can't go, it's also nice to listen here, so the main thing in this restaurant is opera singing.
The opera singers at Miss An's place are also pretty good, but they don't have that much of a background. The food there is delicious, though, and no one wants to eat inedible food while listening to opera every day.
Also, there are several cakes in there that I have eaten in restaurants in Kyoto. Although the quality is not as good, at least they copy other people's dishes.
And I looked at a lot of the dishes, I have eaten them in major restaurants in Kyoto Prefecture, I took two dishes from this restaurant, stole two dishes from that restaurant, they were all signature dishes.
For a restaurant like this, it is reasonable to have reasonable suspicion. "Zhao Huaiqing analyzed, he clearly just emphasized that the pastries inside were bad!!! It's not that there is no evidence.
Gu Qingyun nodded, pointed at the restaurant and said, "Since you said that their dishes were stolen from left to right, I think that's all they can do. They can only be temporarily suspected."
Wu Huan nodded, "I also think that this store is suspicious, but the suspicion is not that big, and the most popular things about Miss An's place recently are the cakes and storytellers."
Gu Qingyun motioned for him to continue.
Wu Huan pointed at the restaurant he had initially suspected on the map. "The storyteller in this restaurant is very good. He can be considered one of the top three storytellers in Kyoto Prefecture. But for some reason... none of the big restaurants can invite him. It's really strange that he is willing to stay in this small restaurant.
As I said earlier, the latest highlights in Kyoto's restaurants are storytellers and afternoon pastries.
I have investigated this storyteller. Guess what? This storyteller is a master of Miss An's storyteller. Although he is not an inner disciple, he has at least been taught a few days of lessons. "
Gu Qingyun's thoughts flew far away. The storyteller in the Kyoto restaurant was indeed a first-class storyteller. Sometimes, even before hot news broke out outside, he could always get the first-hand information. It was basically equivalent to a gathering place for gossip.
What's more, he has demonstrated top-notch abilities on several occasions.
The last time the Dali Temple got a treasure, it was he who made the news, and it eventually spread to various places.
Although the news was not exclusive, he had strong language organization skills and could write a trivial story in an exaggerated way.
If it was his husband, then there would be something to say.
A good storyteller can make up stories on the spot, so such a big public opinion storm could very well have been caused by a man who is well versed in these areas.
"Let's go back and check on this storyteller." Gu Qingyun called everyone to leave. Actually, he had wanted to go to the Kyoto restaurant to ask the storyteller, but now he didn't dare to show up in the restaurant.
After all, it seems that there is no problem now, but if he still goes, he doesn't know when the second round of public opinion will break out.
Originally, the storyteller was living outside, but at the beginning of this month An Qiao asked him if he wanted to move in. He currently lives in the dormitory in the Kyoto restaurant.
He was happy to have saved a lot of money on rent, and he worked even harder.
So if the people from Dali Temple wanted to find him, they had to go to the Kyoto Restaurant. Gu Qingyun wanted to avoid suspicion, so he couldn't go, so he had to have someone bring him to Dali Temple.
But it is not scientific to take her directly to the Dali Temple. After all, Miss An is now at the center of public opinion, and any slight movement will be used to make up rumors of thousands of words.
If the storyteller in their store was taken away, who knows what kind of suspicion they would be subjected to.
"Find some time to have a meal at Kyoto Restaurant, and ask the storyteller what he actually does. We can only ask in public, so as not to let public opinion fall into a point where it cannot be rescued." Gu Qingyun walked back and forth in the courtyard of the Dali Temple.
"Sir Shaoqing, please stop beating around the bush. I'm already dizzy. Can't we just find time to have a meal tonight? Now that the storyteller lives in the restaurant, we don't have to worry about not being able to find him." Xinhai was a little confused by Gu Qingyun.
Gu Qingyun still couldn't stop and walked around the yard many times without realizing it. It wasn't because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to explain anything, but because he didn't know what the other party would do next.
It is indeed an unpleasant feeling that I am in the light while the enemy is in the dark. In addition to looking for clues every day, I also have to guard against other public opinions.
"Sir Shaoqing, please stop worrying. We all know that you are worried about Miss An. It's okay. Nothing has happened now, right?" Xinhai advised, like a distressed old father.
"Have you heard too much gossip? What are you talking about?" The person Gu Qingyun can't stand the most recently is Miss An.
Many people who go to grocery stores or milk tea shops to buy things will say: "Is this Madam Shaoqing's store? Then I should buy more. It's more trustworthy."
However, whether it is Gu Qingyun or An Qiao, they just want to live a good life and do their job well.
It was not the intention of either of them to make such a big fuss.