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In a commercial area in the outer city of the capital, a group of people gathered in front of a fountain in the center. The audience included children, old people, strong men, women, and people of all ages.
In the middle, surrounded by people, was a girl in her twenties who was holding a harp and a recorder around her neck. She was wearing a purple robe and carrying a diagonal bag.
He vividly tells the classic stories that everyone has heard countless times. When he talks about the critical moment, he will fluctuate the harp in his hand. The music he plays can tug at the heartstrings of the audience and make them more involved in the story.
The story told this time is an old-fashioned story of a hero defeating an evil dragon, but even after listening to it many times, the audience below are still deeply attracted and immersed in the story.
Under a street lamp not far away, Claire leaned against the street lamp behind her, holding the special snacks in the royal capital in her hand, her eyes fixed on the bard, and she took a few bites of the food from time to time.
Bards are a special profession who create music and stories in order to make money. They often wander around for money, and of course they also have magic - musical magic, a small spell that uses musical instruments to affect people's moods.
Some of them can play in the palace if they do well, and they can get tens of thousands of gold coins in one game. If they do not do well, they can only wander around, telling people those fantastic and legendary stories, and earning some money to support themselves.
Wendy is the latter. She has learned how to be a good bard since she was a child, and now although the level of storytelling has reached a certain level, there is no way, this industry is too convoluted. There are some better bards than her, and there are only those who tell the story. Other bards have already visited before he arrived in a city, and the reward for the second performance is not very high.
After the story of Dragon Quest was finished, Wendy glanced at the reward below, but it was only enough to feed him for a few days. Most of those who came to listen to the story were prostitutes for nothing, and they would not give any money.
With a sigh in her heart, Wendy bowed politely and thanked, "This is the end of the story, thank you for listening."
As soon as his body bent down, Wendy heard a few crisp metal collision sounds, and the next second his body froze. It was a special collision sound that can only be heard from gold coins. She has been in the business for so many years, and the copper, silver, and gold coins have been memorized in her heart, and he could even hear the sound of five gold coins.
After bowing, Wendy quickly raised her head, and in front of her was a boy younger than him.
Claire still spun a gold coin between her fingers, and said softly, "Talk?"
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It's a high-end restaurant, and Wendy still seems a little cramped. She has never been to such a high-end restaurant. In the past, she used to find a tavern to solve the problem of food and clothing. When everyone is interested, she can sing a song to get some tips.
Claire saw the other party's nervousness and said, "It's okay, I'll treat you."
Then he handed over the menu in his hand, "You can see what you want to eat and just order it."
Wendy put her hands on her thighs, unable to speak nervously, "I... I'll do whatever, you order!"
Claire ordered a few dishes at random, and then handed over his amethyst card, which seemed to offer a 20% discount.
After ordering, Claire looked at Wendy and said, "My name is Claire, what's your name?"
Wendy was still a little nervous, and hurriedly said, "Just call me Wendy!"
"Okay Wendy." Claire smiled slightly. "How much money can you make as a bard in a month?"
Countless thoughts flashed through Wendy's mind in an instant. Some vicious aristocrats took a fancy to a kind and beautiful girl, and thoughts such as taking care of a girl could not be controlled. It's not her fault, it's what those stories say.
And she thinks that she looks pretty good, so the other party shouldn't take a fancy to her! So ask yourself how much you can earn a month, do you want to support yourself? ! Otherwise, she herself would not be able to explain why the other party gave her five gold coins.
"That! Although I don't earn a lot, it's not enough... and my dream is to be a bard, and I won't give up my dream." Wendy's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally The blushing was about to drip blood.
Claire knew that the other party had misunderstood something, and quickly explained: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that."
Hearing Claire's words, Wendy's face turned even redder, and in a panic, she fanned her blushing face with both hands, bowing her head and shouting, "I'm sorry!"
Claire didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's okay, can you tell me how much you can earn in a month?"
After a while, Wendy's shyness finally eased, and then she raised her head and said, "It's not fixed. Sometimes I can get more than ten gold coins, and sometimes I can barely maintain food and clothing."
Claire nodded slightly, "I have a job and I will give you 100 gold coins every month, do you want to do it?"
Wendy was stunned for a moment, then a happy expression appeared on her face, and then she was tangled. After thinking for a long time, she made up her mind and said slowly: "The bard is my dream, although you give a lot of money, but I will not Give up my ideals for money."
"I didn't ask you to give up your dreams, your job is still a bard, you just need to tell me some of the stories I wrote..."
Wendy's eyes lit up again, "Of course you can, but I need to read the story you wrote, if the content of the story is too bad..."
As a qualified troubadour, Wendy still has her own bottom line. If the story Claire gave her is too spicy, she would not tell it no matter how much money she was given. That would only make her feel like she was trampling on her ideals.
"You can think about it after reading it..." Claire handed over the storybook she had written. The stories in it were all tested by people all over the world in the previous world, and they were definitely above the level.
Wendy picked up the storybook Claire handed over, opened a few pages, and immersed herself in it after a while. The stories on it were completely different from the ones she told, and they were all of good quality. Roughly, there are dozens of stories above.
After a while, the waiter brought the prepared dishes to the table~www.mtlnovel.com~ Seeing that Wendy was still immersed in the story, Claire started by herself.
After a long time, Wendy didn't know which story she saw, and finally took a deep breath and put the storybook on the table.
Looking at Claire, he said, "Are you really going to tell me these stories?"
Claire put the fork down and asked, "Is there a problem?"
"To tell you the truth, what we troubadours say about this kind of story is to give you money."
Claire shrugged, "It doesn't matter, I'm not short of money, have you read the first story?"
Claire deliberately put "The Daughter of the Sea" in the first chapter, just to let the other party read it first.
"After reading it, it's a very touching story, I can't help but feel sorry for the mermaid princess..."
Claire reached out and stopped Wendy and sighed, "I only have one request, tell this story well, I want you to compose music for it, and perform the most perfect performance..."