The speaker was a young girl who had not yet reached the end of her life, wearing a linen coat and straw sandals, obviously dressed up in the style of a farmer's family, but she and her younger siblings were kept clean and tidy. That alone is not the same as being a downcast.

This girl has red lips and white teeth, and her appearance is delicate, especially the peach blossom eyes are shining, if she waits for a few more years to grow, she must be a stunning beauty.

"The four sons must be extraordinary, this little pot throwing game will definitely be difficult for you! Give it a try! The girl obviously didn't know the identities of the three of them, and looked at the sons with a very good eye, although she was eagerly encouraging them to take care of her business, but she was not annoying at all.

"Yes!" The little boy next to her chimed in, "It's easy to throw pots!" Give me three coins of silver, and I'll give you ten sticks! Throw it in and you're done! ”

It sounded very interesting, Lin Muran, who had always been playful, immediately became interested, and after asking the price, he raised his hand and threw a tael of silver to the child, asking for thirty sticks.

Then there was a clink, and only one of the 30 sticks was hit.

"What?!" Lin Muran was annoyed and stomped his feet, "Where is it easy, you kid knows how to lie!" ”

"Dou'er didn't lie!" The little boy was anxious, "It's just easy!" ”

"Beans." The girl motioned to her brother with her eyes not to talk nonsense, picked up a stick on the ground, and walked towards several sons.

When they saw that everyone made way for these four sons, Tang and Rou were a little excited.

She doesn't know these people, but those who have this kind of posture must be either rich or expensive.

Looking at these four young brothers who have not yet been weakly crowned, although they have different dressing styles, each of them is very delicate. Tang and Rou had seen many wealthy traveling merchants in Nanshi, but most of those merchants wore dark robes such as blue and brown that were not easy to fade, and there was little embroidery on their clothes.

Look at these four sons and brothers, from the color of the silk brocade robe to the embroidery, they are all extremely fine. Looking at their hairpins and waist rings, they are expensive.

It's definitely big business, and she has to be careful!

Tang Yourou stood outside the straw rope with a skewer, and said to the short boy who threw the pot just now: "The pitcher is simple and simple, as long as the hand feels up, it is not difficult to enter all ten branches." But if you throw indiscriminately like you, you won't get in. Hold the end of the skewer in this way and try to enter the pot vertically, otherwise you will not be able to enter even if you aim at the spout. ”

She demonstrated, came to the straw rope, and raised her hand to aim at the spout.

"Bell—"

Put a skewer into the pot.

The short boy exclaimed, clapping her hands and praising her for being so good.

Tang Yourou thanked him for his support, picked up ten sticks and handed them to him, and said with a smile: "These ten sticks are for you." Don't be annoyed by a game, just play. ”

"Yay! You're generous! Then I'll play again! The short man happily took the ten sticks and aimed carefully at the crockpot.

Tang and Rou turned their heads to look at the other three and asked, "Why don't the three sons come to try?" ”

One of the long-haired men shook his fan, his hair fluttering, but he laughed and said, "This little trick is for children." Mu Ran, don't be greedy for fun, ask Jing Gongzi to stand here with you and eat the wind. ”

Jing Gongzi?!

Tang and Rou were secretly startled, and their eyes swept over the remaining two, falling on the emaciated boy who was already wearing winter clothes.

Legend has it that Jing Gongzi is a first-class and good-looking, and he is the dream lover of many girls to be married, but unfortunately he is a sick beauty.

At this time, he clenched the collar of the fox fur cloak tightly and wrapped his head, revealing only his beautiful features in the shadows. I can't tell if it's because I'm afraid of the cold wind or the sun.

It's better to see than to hear, and it's really as good as the legend, and it's very good-looking.

He is nineteen years old, and he will be weakened by next month. In order to celebrate his birthday, the county guard and the prince of Ji came, and the entire county was strictly investigated.

It turned out to be such a big shot!

Tang Yourou couldn't help but squint her eyes, and her heart was even more excited. If such a big man is allowed to throw pots, wouldn't he be able to make a good fortune under his banner?

She held her chin and thought about it, pretending to glance at it inadvertently, but suddenly found something and stared at Jing Gongzi's eyes for a long time.

"What do you say? What is it called for children to play? Could it be that so many people who come to throw pots are children? When the short boy heard his companion say this, he was not happy, and his hand shook and the stick and the clay pot passed by. He suddenly became angry, and threw himself into anger with his companions.

The remaining taciturn Gongzi also said: "Mu Ran, you can leave after playing for a while, you can't let Jing Gongzi wait for a long time." ”

The short man stomped his feet: "Why did Brother Yin even say that to you, Brother Jing didn't speak, what are you doing in such a hurry to go back?" It was not easy to pull Brother Jing out once, and he is usually in private school, where is this opportunity? Brother Jing, what are you looking at? ”

He called out a few times.

Jing Gongzi withdrew his gaze from Tang Yourou's body, raised his eyes to look at Lin Muran, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled with an easy-going tone: "It's okay, you just keep playing." ”

He was looking at Tang and Rou just now.

It's not because she's good-looking, it's just that it's rare to see such a direct gaze.

He never liked to go out, precisely because people always looked at him the same way.

People sympathized with him because he was sick, looked at him obsessively because of his appearance, feared him because of his identity, or secretly looked at him when they heard of the identity of the prince's illegitimate son......

But their eyes were different from this girl's.

She is so direct, so direct that she doesn't seem to be the dignity and courage of a common person.

Just when he was about to get impatient, the stall owner of the pot throwing game bent down and picked up a handful of sticks and handed them to him: "Jing Gongzi, you have always been active in the house, and you always sit quietly, which is not good for your condition. Pitching pots can also be played indoors, picking up sticks back and forth, and walking a few more steps as a pastime, which is better than sitting motionless. ”

"Huh?" Jing Gongzi raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.

"What are you talking about, little girl? Where is this game played by Brother Jing? The short man looked about the same age as Tang and Rou, and he was still angry with his companion just now, but now he helped Jing Gongzi speak, holding him, "Don't play, Brother Jing, let's go." ”

"Huh?" Tang and Rou didn't know where they were wrong.

This pitcher is a game of literati in her time and space, and it has been popular in several dynasties, so why is it not liked by these people when it is placed here?

Could it be that the achievement is because of the stalls, which makes them feel unelegant?

"No, I want to try." Jing Gongzi stretched out his white hand, took the sign handed by Tang Yourou, and raised the corners of his mouth faintly, "Do I still have to pay you silver?" ”

Tang Yourou glanced at Jing Gongzi and said, "This one is for you." If you don't have a good time, you'll have to pay for the next handful. ”

Jing Gongzi asked: "If I win all of them, will you give me this gouache?" ”

Tang Yourou nodded: "It should be so, this is the rule of the game." ”

"Okay." Jing Gongzi held ten sticks in one hand, pinched one with the other, and raised his hand to throw it into the pot.

"Bell—"

The first one went in.

Don and Rou were dumbfounded.