Hearing this name, Zheng Chengxian almost lost his joy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Cockfighting is cockfighting, and fighting phoenix halls! These people are really willing to work hard to have fun.

Yes, the place where Liu Molin mysteriously brought them to was the cockfighting arena.

Cockfighting has a long history in China, dating back to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and flourished in the Tang Dynasty.

As the name suggests, it is the contestants of both sides who put their carefully trained fighting cocks in the arena and let them fight to entertain the crowd. Originally, it was a pastime for the ancient upper class and scholars, but later it gradually became a folk activity.

I thought it was something fun, but who knew it was this, Zheng Chengxian was a little disappointed. Although I haven't seen it, it was not uncommon to see chickens fighting in the countryside in my previous life.

The master of ceremonies downstairs was still talking enthusiastically, and upstairs Lao Gu came over with a tray again. Bent down deeply and asked Liu Molin politely: "How is Mr. Liu going to play today?" ”

It looks like it's going to be a gamble! Jung Sung-hyun thought secretly.

Sure enough, Liu Molin asked with interest: "Is there anything to introduce today?" ”

"The Redhead General has been in good form lately and has won three games in a row." Old Gu Shen said mysteriously and softly.

This kind of thing that you know as long as you care about it, and it is also a kind of ability to be told by him as if it were some shocking secret.

"Alright, it's the red-headed general. Let's start with a hundred, is there anything worth seeing in the front court? ”

Lao Gu Chong pointed downstairs: "Master Annanlin brought a Qingling this time, and he is very optimistic." ”

"Then twenty of them will see if they are in good shape."

"Well, let's do it."

Lao Gu smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum with an old face, nodded and put down the booklet in the tray, turned around and left.

"What did you just say? What hundred, twenty? ”

Zheng Chengxian picked up the booklet and opened it casually, which detailed the history and knowledge of cockfighting, and the last few pages were several high-definition pictures of the big. After reading the text introduction, I know that these are the contestants who are preparing to participate today.

"One is ten thousand, and one hundred is a million." Liu Molin lazily explained.

Zheng Chengxian's body froze, and he laughed and scolded:

"It's really not a loss to be a young master from a rich family, so casually spend 1.2 million?"

Liu Molin shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently:

"I'm a far cry from you."

The conversation between the two made Li Yunxi and IU on the opposite side confused, although they have been learning Chinese recently, but they have not yet reached the level of being able to hear the conversation between the two clearly.

"What are you talking about, Oba? What kind of competition is this, and why are all those people holding a chicken? IU looked downstairs and wondered.

Jung Sung-hyun Chong, who was also confused, Li Yunxi, explained:

"As you will know right away, this is a long-standing non-governmental activity in China."

The two women nodded as if they didn't understand, staring downstairs expectantly.

With another gong sounding, the contestants on both sides put their chickens in the center of the field. The Qingling that Liu Molin bet on was the first to play, and the opponent was a black and red reed rooster.

The two chickens didn't have any cutscenes, and they caught each other and fought as soon as they met. Accompanied by the clucking sound of rooster crowing, all kinds of feathers are scattered and flying in all directions, and the scene is very beautiful.

And outside the venue, the audience cursed and cheered constantly, and the same excitement inside and outside the stadium.

"It turned out to be a chicken fight."

Li Yunxi said suddenly in realization, pouting his lips with a bit of disdain.

"Ernie, look, that green one is amazing!" IU didn't have her thoughts, stared downstairs with great interest, and applauded from time to time.

The fight in the field continued, and the two chickens were fighting back and forth, without a moment's stop. Even if they separated, they immediately threw themselves at each other again. It's no wonder that some people use the term 'chicken blood' to describe people who are in high spirits.

With the defeat of the Luhua rooster, Qingling won the first game. Suddenly cheers and curses rang out, and it was really a few joys and a few sorrows.

"Brother Merlin has won the money, congratulations."

Zheng Chengxian picked up the cup and toasted Liu Molin with tea instead of wine, and he smiled as if he didn't care at all.

"It's so cruel."

After watching a game, IU couldn't bear to say: "Look at that green one, it's bleeding from its head." ”

"It's just a chicken, and if it bleeds, it bleeds."

Li Yunxi said nonchalantly.

"That's right, there's nothing you can do without getting hurt in a fight." Liu Molin said in fluent Korean: "Look at those boxing matches, don't there often be bloodshed? ”

"But~~"

IU wanted to refute, but I didn't know where to start, and I got stuck for a while. After a long pause, he resignedly said, "That chicken is so pitiful." ”

"You didn't see it like this when you saw it just now, and you applauded louder than anyone else!" Li Yunxi covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Ernie~~" IU pouted dissatisfiedly.

Liu Molin slowly tasted the tea, and suddenly said with melancholy:

"Actually, it's nothing, this chicken is specifically used for this, it's its life. Destined to please the audience by fighting. ”

There seems to be something else in the stunned words.

Zheng Chengxian couldn't help but glance at him, only to see that his eyes were in a trance and even with a hint of sadness, compared to before, they were like two people.

"Brother Merlin's words seem to have other meanings." Liu Molin smiled bitterly and put down the cup.

"Brother, what kind of person do you think I am?"

"What kind of people?"

Zheng Chengxian repeated suspiciously, and thought for a while before answering:

"Knowledgeable, genuinely friendly, and funny!"

Regarding these evaluations, Zheng Chengxian did not hide it from him, and really wanted to make him an interesting friend.

"Thank you, I didn't expect me to have so many advantages."

Liu Molin looked up to the sky and snorted, and then solemnly stared at Zheng Chengxian's eyes and asked: "Based on what you know about me, do you say that people like us have these advantages or a curse?" ”

Zheng Chengxian was stunned, and looked at Liu Molin suspiciously, not knowing what he meant by asking these words.

Judging from the contact these days, Liu Molin, or Liu Sihan's family, is quite unusual. Compared to Park Junhyung in South Korea, it is even better. In such a family environment, Liu Molin's advantages have ridiculously turned into shortcomings. Liu Molin is good at making friends and loves to play. From the officials and nobles to the peddlers and pawns, it seems that they can get along with anyone. This is what he brings about by his sincerity towards others, but these are precisely not in line with the basic qualities that a politician should have.

After thinking about it seriously, Zheng Chengxian shook his head solemnly:

"Indeed, these things are out of place if you think about your family."

"You think so, right?"

Liu Molin smiled bitterly and pointed to the two roosters fighting downstairs:

"Look at that white one, it's obviously a domestic chicken, but it's been trained by its owner to be a fighting. But it simply does not have the quality to fight, and where is the opponent of those who are born to fight cocks. ”

"Look, lost!"

Liu Molin said as if gloating, and as if empathetic. Zheng Chengxian turned his head to look and just saw the owner of the white chicken, holding it and stepping down the stage.

"I'm like that white rooster. It's obviously not the material to do this, but because I was born in such a family, I had to get up and walk to the cockfighting ring, and the end can be imagined. (To be continued.) )