Wu Zheng's style of telling stories today is very different from what he used to tell stories with Xiao Xianger, that is, one word is fast.
Anyway, the plot in front of the Legend of the Condor Heroes had been heard by his subordinates, except for the dog thing Zhao Yi, so even if Wu Zheng told the story quickly, they didn't feel anything wrong.
In this way, the Legend of the Condor Heroes, which had been said for three days, was finished by him in less than two hours today.
Speaking of Guo Jing and Huang Rong's meeting in the grassland, Wu Zheng slapped the gavel in his hand: "Okay, the story of the Legend of the Condor Shooting Heroes is all over here, Xianger sees off!"
"This is over?" Zhao Yi asked in surprise.
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "Yeah! The story is not there! Why hasn't Uncle Zhao heard of Yin?"
Zhao Yi was really fascinated just now, although Wu Zheng cut off the whole story a lot today, but Zhao Yi was so attracted by the martial arts world in the story that he couldn't extricate himself from it.
Zhao Yidao: "It's less than an hour, my ten taels are gone?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Uncle Zhao Shiliang has a story. This is what we said at the beginning. Why don't you want to admit it?"
"Who doesn't know how my Zhao, who always spit on a nail, would not admit it, but I think that the ten taels of silver will be gone in less than an hour. Anyone will feel it is a pity to change it!"
"Zhao Yi, if you have never heard of it! Just tell me. Anyway, my nephew has many stories here, as long as you are willing to pay, I will tell you. By the way, there is also a story about the Condor Heroes Zhao. Uncle, do you want to listen?"
"This story of Yang Guo has already been heard." said Tianjiro in the crowd.
Wu Zheng was taken aback: "Huh! I've heard it, where did I hear it?"
Tianjiro also knew that he had just missed it in a hurry, and said hurriedly: "I've heard it anyway, don't care where I listened."
"That's it! Then I still have Swordsman here, do you want to listen?"
"Swordsman!" Everyone couldn't help looking at Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi frowned and felt that these guys really came to listen to the story today, and they forgot everything about the business, but fortunately this yard is not big, so many people sit here and other people just don’t want to go out with their books. Maybe, otherwise the face would fall into the ditch today.
"Just listen to this!" Zhao Yi said.
Wu Zheng spread his hands and smiled: "No problem, but..."
Looking at Wu Zheng's look like a profiteer who wanted money, Zhao Yiqi almost didn't bite off two of his cheeks, but the brothers were all watching! There was no other way, he had to take out another silver coin from his waist pocket and threw it to Wu Zheng.
Wu Zheng was prepared this time, and when he saw the silver flying in, he immediately pulled up a pocket of tablecloth, and then he even handed the silver cloth to Xianger’s hand and smiled: “The Xianger is collected. It seems that next time we go down the mountain, we can not only buy it. Sugar can still be eaten out at the restaurant."
Xiang'er said happily: "My uncle actually said nonsense, how could it be possible to only eat a good meal of ten taels of silver? According to Yixiang'er, you can eat it for at least one month."
"Really? Yamashita's wine and food are so cheap?"
"It's not about flower wine, how expensive can it be?"
Zhao Yi said irritably: "Once you are done, don't grind there. Since you have collected the money, please speak up!"
This time, Zhao Yi was obedient. In order to prevent the ten taels of silver this time from disappearing in less than an hour, he specially played and interacted with Wu Zheng during the process of listening to the story, and asked why he did not understand why. After hearing the wonderful section, Wu Zheng needs to say it again.
In this way, the story was finally dragged to the west of the setting sun. Zhao Yi looked at the setting sun hanging on the ridge and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he leaned his body on a chair and pointed at the setting sun and smiled: "Uncle, do you think this setting sun is today? is it nice?"
Wu Zheng glanced at the sunset and smiled: "It's quite beautiful, but the sunset is infinitely good, it's just near dusk!"
Zhao Yi smiled and said: "I didn't expect my uncle to chant poems, but this poem is chanted well! It's dusk, I wonder if my uncle is ready for this salt matter?"
"What's the hurry? It's only half an hour before the sun sets. Uncle Zhao can't afford to wait?"
Zhao Yi sneered coldly. He can finally be sure that this silly boy didn't make any salt, he just dragged it, but the sun is about to go down, how long can you drag it
Zhao Yi patted the armrest of the chair and stood up and said: "... (End of this chapter)