If Dong Ce's performance was said to have stunned the audience at the beginning, then next, he used a few wooden boxes to stack cabinets at random, and after a beautiful woman walked out of it, the audience would be completely shocked!

The three boxes are not big, and they can accommodate one person at most, but why are there more than a dozen people coming out of them?

Most of these people are women, and some are big and some are small, the youngest is Tu Xiaoguo, the oldest is seventeen or eighteen years old, and the rest of the men are mostly children, after they walked out of the box, they lined up in a row, bowed deeply to the audience, and then began a dazzling performance.

"Look, what's that?" Suddenly, an audience member pointed to the top of the stage in surprise.

When someone noticed that something was wrong, he immediately looked at it, and suddenly his face was full of tears and laughter, and said, "What else could it be, flying pig!" ”

"It's still golden!" Another added.

Zhou Cong is dressed in gold, like an Arhat falling from the sky, but to outsiders, he looks more like a flying golden pig!

Zhou Cong's appearance was very shocking, because at first everyone thought it was a real person, but soon everyone found out that he was just a painting!

Zhou Cong's lifelike portrait is displayed in the painting, slowly descending from the top of the stage, which makes people wonder what this role is about? Do you want to auction Master Dong's paintings again? But this is ...... Who wants it?

But they immediately noticed that something was wrong, because Zhou Cong, who appeared in the easel, actually moved!

This scene made people stupid again, I thought it was a real person just now, but then I found out that it was a painting, how can I become a real person now?

"Baby is great!" Suddenly, on the VIP seat, Mrs. Zhou jumped up and waved her hand and screamed!

On the side, Zhou Dahai suddenly sweated profusely, feeling embarrassed, and hurriedly pulled his wife's sleeve to let her sit down.

And Zhou Cong, who was in the easel, almost fell off the easel after hearing this.

Fortunately, his appearance attracted a lot of people, and before everyone could react, Zhou Cong suddenly jumped off the easel, took out five copper rings from his arms, and kept splitting and merging, the audience was surprised, especially those who knew Zhou Fatzi, they didn't expect that this guy still had this hand!

Mrs. Zhou shouted excitedly, cheering for her son!

And not only her, but even in the second row of VIP seats behind her, there were several young women cheering for Zhou Cong together, listening to his name, they were obviously Zhou Cong's wives and concubines!

The audience is really speechless about this family, although because of the drama of the art garden, the enthusiasm of the audience has gradually been stimulated, and the number of applauding people has gradually increased, but there is no such thing as you, people just shout "good" You are good, praising this fat man to the sky, the reincarnation of the gods, it is really embarrassing!

But it is undeniable that Zhou Cong's performance is indeed very exciting, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a god, especially when Zhou Cong takes out a golden bamboo, and without touching the golden bamboo with his hand, he can make the golden bamboo levitate out of thin air in front of him, and constantly move and rotate, leaving the audience stunned.

Watching Zhou Fatzi slowly perform, Dong Ce quietly retreated behind the scenes, began to check the props used in the performance later, and casually guided the work of the backstage staff.

This unique performance lasted for nearly an hour before it ended, but the audience was still unsatisfied, but it was impossible for people to give you a day of performance.

After sending off the guests, Dong Ce returned to the backstage of the Fantasy Hall, looked at the tired employees, clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and said with a smile: "The first performance was a success, but don't be too complacent, now there is still half an hour to rest before the next performance, and I will be cheered up later!" ”

"Ahh Instead of being excited, everyone looked depressed.

Their performance was affirmed, and they were naturally happy, but this is different from drama, the amount of activity is too great, especially for children like Zhang Xiaogui, who have been jumping around on the stage, acting as assistants and carrying props, can they not be tired!

"Master, the apprentice is so tired, will you be performing tomorrow?" Zhang Xiaogui said pitifully to Dong Ce.

"Why don't you call yourself tired when you usually play? When you really play, you will shout that you are tired, and you don't want to go up, so don't go in the future. "Dong Ce's sternness and ruthlessness are notoriously known, although Zhang Xiaogui is young, he knows very well the importance of losing this job, not to mention anything else, his father alone will definitely not be able to pass the level, let Zhang Dagui know that he is lazy, even if the canon is pressing, Zhang Dagui will get some internal injuries on him!

The kind words comforted everyone, Dong Ce took advantage of this time to go to the theater to have a look, and then went to the teahouse.

Now the teahouse has officially opened, but there are relatively few customers, mainly because his tea has not been thoroughly promoted, and many people can't accept it, but he is not in a hurry, after all, there is historical proof that roasted tea will replace sencha sooner or later.

"Hey, the busy man is here." Sitting by the window, looking at the carpenter outside the window of the waterwheel turning, he seemed to notice something, turned his head and smiled at Dong Ce who walked up to the teahouse.

In the teahouse, in addition to the carpenter, there were several other guests, and they were all sitting together, seemingly discussing how to brew this new tea.

"Come on, come on, Dong Yilang quickly make us a pot with your own hands." An old man laughed.

This old man Dong Ce knows that he is the richest man in Ningzhou, Beiwen!

Dong Ce arched his hand towards the carpenter, and then bowed his hand to Weng Beiwen and several other distinguished guests, which was very casual to sit down.

"Actually, the tea brewed under is very ordinary, because there is not so much attention to it." Dong Ce laughed and moved his hands.

This point, in fact, the carpenter and others have felt it, because the maids trained by Dong Ce are very particular about making tea, and the tea is more fragrant.

However, the carpenter still smiled: "However, drinking the tea you brew is different from others!" ”

"That's it, the tea made by Dong Yilang has a different flavor, haha!" Weng Beiwen also smiled.

Dong Ce smiled bitterly, he naturally knew that this was an affirmation, proving that they were tea friends and friends!

"By the way, I wonder what bonsai can be planted in this autumn?" The carpenter suddenly asked expectantly.

"Damn, girl, how much did my brother help you get, more!" Although Dong Ce complained in his heart, he smiled lightly: "Some people don't need to consider the season, especially trees, you can go down the mountain if you think it's suitable." ”

"But how to dig this pile, the contemptible people have not yet been able to master it!" Learning to make bonsai is not a day's work, after half a year of learning outside the carpenter, I feel that this thing is unfathomable, it seems that there is no end, only better, not the best.

And the very beginning of the excavation of the stump stumped the carpenter, until today, he has not mastered it well, after all, Dong Ce once said that there are several different kinds of cultivation, which need different methods to cultivate, and they can't be mined indiscriminately, otherwise it will destroy what ecology, resulting in no such trees growing here in the future.

This method of killing chickens and eggs is naturally not wanted to be done by the carpenter, so he learned it very carefully, but Rao is so, and the stump he made himself is still dead, which makes his heart ache.

Hearing that the carpenters and outsiders actually called themselves "contemptible", Weng Beiwen and the others looked at Dong Ce one after another, and secretly thought, you kid doesn't know each other, we are going to come hard!

Dong Ce naturally knew what Weng Beiwen and the others were thinking, but he was also busy, and he couldn't refuse the request of the carpenter, so he could only promise to accompany him to the mountains for a few days. (To be continued.) )