It is said that Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River for a private visit. One day he came to a bridge and saw the distant mountains and nearby forests full of flowers. The scenery was picturesque and poetic. He rhymed a poem casually: "I am on the bridge. Look up at the four directions, the four directions, the four directions, the four directions.” I shouted long live, long live, long live, long live under the bridge. Qianlong was stunned for a moment, ah! There was someone under the bridge who was reciting my poems fluently. This person stretched out his extraordinary hands, and when he lowered his head, he saw that it was an old man who was washing his bare feet under the bridge and then fishing, killing two birds with one stone. Qianlong asked someone to invite the old man under the bridge and chatted with him. It turned out that a storyteller got tired after walking under the bridge, so he rested, fished, and washed his feet to cool off. Qianlong made friends with this old man and asked him not to become an official. He refused to give him gold or silver. Before leaving, Qianlong gave the old man a fan and asked his servants to bring him pen and ink. Qianlong wrote on the fan: "I was walking south of the Yangtze River and met the old man under the bridge. He was a storyteller and he made friends with me." He will not sit in the official position, and will not accept the gifts. He will hold a cool fan to facilitate the travel of the world. If he is picked up by the county magistrate, he will be killed by the officials of Zhouzhou who dare not obey." The old man took the fan, thanked the emperor, and continued to talk about his book. The storyteller traveled around the country with the cooling fan given to him by Qianlong. Regardless of whether he was a county official or a state official, as long as he showed the fan, he would be respectful and respectful. Great hospitality. From then on, the story spread, and all the storytellers imitated him and spread rumors everywhere with a fan. Until now, you can see that all the storytellers are holding a broken fan and clicking the old fan while telling stories. This is: the origin of why storytellers all carry a fan.