In the early morning, the sound of the wheels of the cart dissipated the tranquility of Luoyang City. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sound of shouting incense made the minds of people who got up early in the morning, which were still a little confused, begin to slowly become clear. The day begins again.

Xu Feilong, who was cut last night, finished his cultivation early in the morning, but he pretended to be a scholar: "Buy horses in the east market, saddle sheath in the west market, bridle in the south market, and long whip in the north market." As soon as I leave my grandmother, I will stay by the Yellow River at dusk. ……”

The brisk Mulan words came out of his mouth, and Pan Bo, who listened to it, shook his head, almost saying that the magic sound was in his ears.

In ancient times, there were very few snoozes, because they had to be busy with their livelihood every day, and they did not have any days off.

Luoyang, as the capital of the gods, if you want to add up the large and small markets in and outside the city, there must be more than a dozen. As a habitual market area, the surrounding area of Luoyang City God's Temple can only be said to be the largest one, known as "Luoyang East City".

There is east and west, and the east and west cities are the two largest markets in Luoyang.

After a few people finished washing, Da Niu and Xiao Chai took the lead out of the inn, and they still had the task of exploring the surrounding area to see if there were any suspicious people staring here.

After confirming the safety, Xu Feilong took Pan Bo out of the door. Pan Bo was supposed to stay in the inn. This is the most difficult to be discovered, but Pan Bo disagrees, and he is always a little suspicious without Xu Feilong by his side. Being alone in an inn is torture at all.

However, thinking that today is the market day, there should be more people in the market, so it should be difficult to find out if he changes his outfit. So the first thing the two went to was a ready-to-wear store not far away.

After changing their clothes and wearing hoods, the two looked at each other and felt quite satisfied. It's hard to recognize the two of them if they're not acquaintances.

Then the four of them divided into two teams, one in front of the other, and came to the City God Temple. At this time, most of the stalls here have not yet been erected. But there are already a lot of people.

In ancient times, there were very few entertainment items, and it was an excellent pastime to hear that Mr. Storyteller was a good storyteller, and he was a guest of honor in major restaurants. The income is also extremely substantial.

But just like other professions, there is a three, six, nine, etc. for everything, and the famous go to the restaurant to tell stories to the rich, and those who are not yet famous or have not honed their eating skills in place, they can only stand on the street to bring some fun to the toiling public, and exchange a few small dollars by the way.

Naturally, Xu Feilong in that kind of restaurant can't be found, and even if they do, they won't necessarily agree to help. On the contrary, it is these stalls on the street that are selling mouths, but they are very likely to take over this job.

Not to mention anything else, if this thing becomes true in the end, then they will be considered famous, even if it is fake, they can also tell it as a story, anyway, what do you say every day is not to say no?

Soon Xu Feilong found the first target, this person's stall looked like a stall for storytelling, and the trees were all set up. You can't go wrong.

Xu Feilong immediately walked over with Pan Bo, took out a silver ingot weighing five taels from his pocket and put it on the table.

Usually the storyteller in this kind of stall says that he mixes dozens or hundreds of copper coins a day at most, and he has never seen any big money at all. The storyteller was immediately dumbfounded when he saw the ingot. I won't roll my eyes.

After a while, he swallowed his saliva, looked up at Xu Feilong's appearance, and pondered, "Who are you?" ”

"I have something I want you to do, and if it is done well, this ingot will be your reward."

As soon as he heard that he was looking for something to do, the storyteller squinted at the silver ingot, and then asked carefully: "Spend five taels to let me do something, I'm afraid this thing is not easy to do, right?" ”

"It's very easy to do, and it's very simple, just let you stop telling the previous story these days, I'll give you an outline, and you have to use my outline to make up a story. Of course, for the sake of five taels of silver, you will also take a little risk. ”

Seeing the appearance of this person looking at the silver, Xu Feilong was not afraid that he would refuse at all, so he simply said the word "risk" directly. Let it think for themselves.

People are like this, if they don't tell him anything first, only tell him that there is a risk, this person will not refuse, the risk or anything is not visible, but the benefits can always be revealed.

Just like gambling, everyone knows that addiction to gambling is easy to go bankrupt, but instead of decreasing, the number of people who are good at gambling is increasing. Benefits and invisible risks, interests are always the first choice.

The silver ingot was just a stepping stone, and what Xu Feilong gave to the storyteller in the end was just a piece of broken silver. As for the story, it was Pampo who gave the list to the storyteller by the way.

As for the actual content of the story, there is no need to worry, these storytellers, haven't they told the story of rebellion? Just put it on the line. It's really not easy to set, so just make it up, this is commonplace for the storyteller. There is no need for Xu Feilong to remind him. Xu Feilong's only requirement is that his identity and name must be on the list.

With the successful first one, the second one was naturally easier, and after a while, several storytellers on the side of the City God's Temple were captured by Xu Feilong's silver bullet offensive and became his mouthpiece.

Since everything is going well, it is time to make persistent efforts, or Xiao Chai Da Niu hides aside, Xu Feilong and Pan Bo together, and the two sides can help each other in case of something.

The market day in the West Market is not today, and there are far fewer people here than in the East Market. A few people went around and found two storytellers. But just as Xu Feilong was about to convince the second storyteller, the silver ingot he had been using as a stepping stone could not be found.

But except for the ingot of silver, the rest of the money in his pocket is still there, if the money is dropped, it is absolutely impossible for a martial arts practitioner like Xu Feilong not to find out. What's more, he used it with the storyteller before!

"Was it stolen?" This idea is a bit scary, if you can steal money this time, you may be killed next time. This is not to be taken lightly.

Xu Feilong hurriedly pulled Pan Bo over and asked, "From the storyteller over there to this side, did we meet any suspicious people on the way?" ”

Pan Bo has a good memory, this will be another time of suspicion, and he must have carefully looked at the people who passed by the two of them.

Hearing Xu Feilong's question, Pan Bo knew that Xu Feilong would definitely not ask about this casually, so he immediately thought about it himself. Remembering books and remembering people are not the same thing, if he can remember the book in a blink of an eye, but this person has to come one by one.

After a while, Pan Bocai said, it seems that there is a person who is more suspicious, that person is dressed as a son, with a white face and short beard, and relatively tender skin. I felt that he was walking wrong, and he felt like a woman. (To be continued.) )