The aroma was overflowing, and the three of Zhang Cheng who hooked drooled.

After washing his hands, Zhang Cheng carefully tore a bite of the meat down, and when he was about to stuff it into his mouth, he found that the two people sitting opposite him stared directly at the chicken in their hands, Zhang Cheng smiled, and then tore off two chicken legs and gave them to the Huang brothers and sisters.

Zhang Cheng also tore off a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, feeling that the chicken skin is white and tender, fat but not greasy, fragrant and delicious, and the chicken flavor is also fragrant with leaves, and this leaf covers up the earthy smell of pheasant, so the taste of this chicken is very good.

"It's just a pity that there's a little bit of spice missing." Zhang Cheng muttered to himself.

The chicken was quickly eaten by the three of them, Zhang Cheng only stuffed his teeth, ate a few pieces of meat, and became even hungrier after using the delicious flower chicken.

The Huang brothers and sisters also looked at Zhang Cheng with a look of unfinished expression.

Zhang Cheng had no choice but to spread his hands.

"Brother Zhang, I didn't expect you to have this hand, but this chicken is really delicious, I have never eaten such a unique pheasant, tender on the outside and crispy on the inside, fat but not greasy. It is...... It's just a little less. Huang Gongzi praised.

"Yes, my brother is right, it's too little and it's gone before I can eat a few pieces of meat, you nerd looks pretty useless, I didn't expect this chicken to do well, it's a pity not to be a chef, I'm in the imperial ...... The Huang family has never eaten such a delicious pheasant. Kiki added her lips and praised Zhang Cheng while counting Zhang Cheng.

After listening to what Qiqi said, Zhang Cheng's eyes glanced at him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he thought in his heart, "You girl, almost two-thirds of a pheasant is in your belly, and you still have the face to say that you haven't eaten a few pieces of meat, and your face is not red and your heart is not beating when you speak, it's a pity not to be an actor." ”

Due to the long journey, Zhang Cheng yawned a few times one after another, he couldn't stand it, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with the brothers and sisters, so he said hello to the Huang brothers and sisters, and entered the temple alone, and Zhang Cheng fell asleep soon after.

After waking up, Zhang Cheng felt refreshed, stretched his waist and found that there were some things in his arms in a panic, and then took them out to see, a fan, a money bag and a note.

There was a message, "Brother Zhang, due to the urgency of the matter, I borrowed a thousand taels of silver tickets, and left some broken silver and fans as collateral, sorry." ”

"I'm grass, what kind of people are these?" Zhang Cheng thought in his heart, rubbed the note and threw it in the grass.

When I walked out of the temple gate, I found that the firewood on the ground seemed to have been extinguished not long ago, and there was still a trace of green smoke.

Zhang Cheng walked aimlessly while being angry, picking some wild fruits when he was hungry, drinking some mountain stream water when he was thirsty, and lying on a tree to rest when he was tired, until he met a woodcutter and stopped.

"Uncle in front, please stay." Zhang Cheng waved his hand and hurriedly shouted.

"But this boy called me?" The woodcutter turned around and replied.

"Dare to ask uncle, do you know where the nearest town is?" With a gesture, Zhang Cheng asked.

The woodcutter waved his hand and saluted back, and said: "After the son walks along this road to the end, turn right into a small road, and at the end of the path is the avenue, and along the avenue to the west, it is Gusu!" ”

"Gusu, is it Suzhou?" muttering in his heart, he thanked the woodcutter: "Thank you, uncle." ”

So Zhang Cheng followed the direction pointed by the woodcutter, and finally came to Gusu after rushing all the way.

The breeze is blowing, walking among passers-by, looking at the experience of the bustling hustle and bustle of Suzhou, the heart is happy for no reason, looking at the shops on both sides of the street, feeling excited for no reason, when sighing, suddenly being hit by someone, I saw a little ghost passing by quickly, Zhang Cheng subconsciously touched his arms, and found that the money bag was gone.

The little ghost who stole the money quickly disappeared in the crowd, and Zhang Cheng secretly shouted that he was unlucky, but fortunately he hid a heart, and there were some broken silver hidden in other parts of his body.

When passing by a restaurant, he was attracted by the overflowing fragrance, and then touched his stomach, Zhang Cheng, who was sleeping outside the wind and dinner, had already wanted to have a big meal and a beautiful rest on the big bed.

After I couldn't wait to enter, I found that the business of this restaurant was average, and there were a few customers sitting scattered. Xiao Er came to Zhang Cheng and asked with a smile, "This guest officer is eating?" ”

"Well," Zhang Cheng replied subconsciously, and then asked, "Can you stay in the hotel?" ”

"Yes," Xiao Er replied.

Zhang Cheng asked again, "How much is it for a night?" ”

"An ordinary room costs 500 wen a night, a medium room costs 800 and a night, and a superior room costs 1 tael of silver a night." Xiao Er said respectfully.

Zhang Cheng touched the broken silver in his arms, thought for a while and said, "Let's stay in an ordinary room for three nights first." After speaking, he picked up the broken silver in his arms and handed it to Xiao Er, and said, "I don't know if these are enough?" ”

Xiao Er took the broken silver and put it in his hand twice, and said, "Guest officer, your broken silver is about three taels and enough to pay for three nights." ”

Zhang Cheng was overjoyed after hearing this: "Then is it enough to pay for three days of food for the rest?" ”

Xiao Er thought for a while and said, "Barely can." ”

"Let's get some food first." Zhang Cheng hurriedly said.

After Xiao Er served the food, Zhang Cheng had already eaten in disregard of his image, and Xiao Er next to him was dumbfounded. After eating and drinking, I couldn't wait to return to my room and lay down on the bed, but when I thought that I would be penniless in three days, I couldn't help but sit up and think about what to do next.

After thinking about it for a day, there was nothing to do, so I had to try my luck on the streets to see if there was anything I could do to make a living.

Walking on the busy street for a while, looking around to see if I could find anything, but I always found nothing, and when I was frowning, I heard a storytelling voice when I passed by the teahouse.

Zhang Cheng was very curious, wanted to see how the ancients told stories, I remember that I learned an article called "Ventriloquism" in middle school, and I still remember this ventriloquist vividly, "There are good ventriloquists in Beijing." The banquet of the guests, in the northeast corner of the hall, the eight-foot barrier, the ventriloquist sits in the barrier, a table, a chair, a fan, a ruler is just ....... ”

After Zhang Cheng entered the teahouse, he found that it was very large, the whole hall could accommodate more than 100 people, 20 tables of eight immortals, at this time there were more than 10 tables of people, all drinking tea, some closed their eyes and listened to books, some exchanged heads and ears, and some walked birds on the table, which can be described as varied.

Zhang Cheng found a place to sit down and listened for a few minutes before he wanted to sleep, and found that this storyteller was purely talking on his own, without any attraction at all, no wonder this café was full of all kinds of people, and the people who really listened to the book didn't even have a CD.

Zhang Cheng suddenly paid attention, and said some words in his ear, and it didn't take long for the shopkeeper to come over.

"What do you call this son?" The shopkeeper gestured.

"In Xia Zhangcheng, I passed by the teahouse and heard the sound of storytelling, so I came to explore, but I was deeply disappointed after listening, so I called the shopkeeper over, but I don't know what the shopkeeper called?" Zhang Cheng also clenched his fists and signaled.

The shopkeeper was very surprised after hearing this, looked Zhang Cheng up and down, and asked with a suspicious look in his eyes: "I don't know what advice Zhang Gongzi has if he is surnamed Li?" ”

"I don't dare to give advice, Zhang wants to go to the stage to say the last paragraph, I don't know if the shopkeeper can agree?"

"Zhang Gongzi can also tell books?" After a pause, he said: "It's okay for Zhang Gongzi to go up and tell stories, but Zhang Gongzi is not employed in the teahouse, so there is no remuneration." Shopkeeper Li was puzzled at first, and then he turned his eyes twice and said very shrewdly.

"Since the shopkeeper agreed, then he would go up and show his hands, as for the remuneration, Zhang didn't think about it, so Zhang bothered." After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he patiently waited for the storyteller on the stage to step down, and then walked straight up.

Zhang Cheng stood in front of the table, cleared his throat, raised his hands and fists and said to the audience: "Guests, bosses, hello everyone, passing by here in the next Zhangcheng, I want to talk about the last paragraph for a while, I hope that those who have money will hold a money field, and those who have no money will hold a personal field, if you don't say it well, please bear with me!" ”

It seems that Zhang Cheng's opening remarks made the people in the audience feel very novel, and they put down their movements for a while and turned their eyes to the stage.

Zhang Cheng saw that the effect had been achieved, and a "pop" sounded, slapped the startled wood, and sang in bel canto:

The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. Success or failure turns empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. “

After the song was in harmony, the audience was already vibrated by the rich voice, and those who knew a little about poetry were excited to applaud loudly after listening to the lyrics sung by Zhang Cheng.

Ladies and gentlemen, today we are talking about the Three Kingdoms, and when we talk about the general trend of the world, we must be together for a long time, and we must be divided for a long time. Over the weekend, the Seven Kingdoms divided and merged into Yuqin. After the destruction of Qin, Chu and Han divided and merged into Han. The Han Dynasty revolted from Gaozu beheading the White Snake and dominated the world......

Zhang Cheng then spoke for two hours, five times in a row, when he spoke, his voice was full of emotion, his voice was high and low, and his tone was tactful and touching, and the audience was not sitting and listening attentively, for fear of missing something.

When preaching "Three Heroes vs. Lu Bu", the audience stretched their necks, "I saw that Lu Bu abandoned Gongsun Zhan and fought Zhang Fei." Zhang Fei shook his spirit and fought against Lu Bu. More than 50 consecutive fights, regardless of victory or defeat. When Yun Chang saw it, he slapped the horse and danced the eighty-two catties of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife to attack Lu Bu. Three Martins fight. Fight to thirty times, and you can't defeat Lu Bu. Liu Xuande wielded a double-strand sword, a yellow-maned horse, and a stabbing slanted Li also came to help in the battle. The three surrounded Lu Bu and fought like lights. The people of the Eight Roads were stunned. Lu Bujia was uncertain, looking at Xuande's face, a halberd was pierced, and Xuande flashed. Lu Bu waved the corners, dragged the halberd upside down, and Pegasus replied...... The audience applauded.

When he talked about this, Zhang Cheng saw that the effect in the field was very good, so he slapped the startling wood, "pop-", opened the folding fan in a chic manner, and said with a deep feeling: I want to know what will happen next, and listen to the next decomposition!