"Di Bao, Di Bao, Freshly Baked Di Bao ......"

Xiong Yaohua ran along the long street, waving the Suzhou Daily in his hand from time to time, selling it on the street.

As evening approached, the number of people on the street gradually increased. It's just that most people just laugh at this kind of street selling, or rather, they don't have much interest in the newspaper he sells.

Xiong Yaohua's brows furrowed, pondered for a moment, changed his words and continued to shout: "Suzhou Daily, Suzhou Daily, freshly baked Suzhou Daily......"

"Wait......"

It didn't take long for a deep voice to sound behind him.

Xiong Yaohua turned his head in surprise, and an old man with a detached demeanor, accompanied by a group of attendants, stood not far away.

He couldn't help but be a little nervous, but he still cautiously stepped forward and arched his hand towards the old man, "Your Excellency, ......"

"What are you talking about, Suzhou Daily?"

The old man's face was kind, and he asked slowly.

"Returning to your lordship."

Xiong Yaohua lowered his head humbly, "This Suzhou Daily is the original Di Daily, but recently it has changed its form and renamed it as Suzhou Daily." ”

"Oh......"

The old man nodded, and commanded in a low voice, "Take one and give it to me." ”

Xiong Yaohua raised his eyebrows, quickly took a newspaper from his back and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the newspaper and threw two small coins to Xiong Yaohua.

- Including tips.

Xiong Yaohua's face was happy, even if he didn't sell a single newspaper today, it could be regarded as a profit, but when he saw the old man handing the newspaper to the attendant on the side unexpectedly, a little strange sprouted in his heart.

"Wait!"

He hurriedly stepped forward and stopped the old man who was about to leave.

The old man stopped and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

An inexplicable momentum involuntarily came out of his body, making Xiong Yaohua feel a little uneasy.

After thinking about it, he still plucked up the courage and said:

"My lord, this newspaper may be different from what you have seen before, especially the four-page column of this Suzhou Daily, which is simply ......."

Xiong Yaohua paused, his face tangled.

- Even he didn't know how to describe the shock he felt when he first saw the eagle!

The old man smiled disapprovingly, and immediately retrieved the Suzhou Daily from the hand of the attendant beside him, and the people on the side saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward with a lantern to help the old man illuminate.

At first glance, he was stunned.

Time seemed to stand still, and for a moment, all that seemed to be the rustle of an old man flipping through a newspaper was left in the bustling street.

I don't know how long it took for the old man to come back to his senses with a thoughtful face, but in his eyes, there was still the previous disdain, faintly mixed with a little shock.

"It's too late...... And what else is it like? The old man's face was full of smiles, and he looked at Chi Chongrui's name under the Suzhou Daily.

The attendants beside him were also stunned...... In their impression, they didn't know how long it had been since they had seen the old man show such a look.

"I didn't expect to see such an interesting thing when I was about to leave Suzhou Mansion!"

The old man's face was full of relief, and he muttered: "If you have time, I really want to meet this person called Jin Yong, who is sacred!" ”

Xiong Yaohua looked proud, and immediately waved his hand at the old man, and continued to sell on the street.

"Suzhou Daily, Suzhou Daily, Freshly Baked Suzhou Daily......"

……

At the same time, many liquor stores in Suzhou are completely chaotic.

Gu Yue Xuan is a small wine shop located in the east of Suzhou, the store focuses on all kinds of rare ingredients, so it has attracted many food to patronize, and business has been very good.

At this time, it was the busiest time of Gu Yuexuan's day.

It's just that......

"This guest officer ......"

Chen Sheng is a junior of Gu Yuexuan.

At this time, he was standing in front of a wine table, hunched over, and asked cautiously: "Look, can you get up and make a table, there are still many guests waiting next to you!" ”

In front of him, a man was holding the newspaper in his hand, his eyebrows were dancing, and he was still muttering something from time to time, completely immersed in his own world.

Chen Sheng's face was entangled.

He was most afraid of encountering such a guest, but there were already a lot of guests waiting at the door, and the shopkeeper was inconvenient to come forward, so he could only throw this rotten errand to him.

"Guest?"

Seeing that the person didn't seem to react, Chen Sheng could only reluctantly raise his spirit and ask again.

"Merry! Jolly! ”

The man in front of him had just woken up from a big dream, but he just got up, threw a few small coins on the table, and walked away in a dashing manner.

Only the newspaper was left, lonely on the table, eye-catching and unusual! Chen Sheng looked stunned, looked at the newspaper on the table, and fell into deep thought.

He suddenly found that Gu Yuexuan's turnover rate today was surprisingly low, including the remaining few people at the table, they didn't seem to have the desire to get up, and everyone seemed to be attracted by the newspaper in their hands.

- Even the food that Gu Yuexuan was proud of seemed to have lost its appeal.

In addition, there were a few tables of people, for some reason, there was a fierce dispute, and you could faintly hear novel words such as "Yang's gun......

That's kind of weird.

Chen Sheng's face was hesitant...... Obviously, the problem is in this newspaper.

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to delay any longer, hurriedly picked up the newspaper on the table, and hurriedly returned to the counter.

"What's going on?"

The shopkeeper asked with an unhappy face while making calculations.

"Shopkeeper's ......" Chen Sheng glanced at the lobby with his spare eyes and said in a low voice: "Today's situation seems to be a little wrong......

"Isn't that right?"

"Look...... Almost every table was reading the newspaper......"

The shopkeeper smacked a little bit at this time, "It's really a little strange......

"Look...... Chen Sheng hurriedly handed over the newspaper in his hand, "It's exactly this ......"

"I'll take a look at ......" The shopkeeper was also curious, and took the newspaper, "Suzhou Daily? What's new? ”

Immediately, he was silent, looking directly at the Suzhou Daily in his hand, and there was no reaction for a long time......

There was silence throughout the liquor shop......

I don't know how long it took for him to come to his senses, except for a few lanterns still flickering faintly in the hall, and all the guests had already left.

- However, the money was left on the table.

"Chen Sheng......" The shopkeeper muttered: "Go out and inquire, what is going on with this Condor shooting, and what is the plot behind it?" Why haven't you heard of it before? ”

"Hey!"

Chen Sheng left the wine shop without stopping, and disappeared in an instant.

Previously, by the shopkeeper's side, he also watched this eagle shooting, and at this time his mind was completely the plot of this eagle shooting.

Come to think of this...... His steps couldn't help but be a little faster.

……

On the same day, all the magazines in Suzhou Prefecture were surrounded by citizens from all over the world.

Suzhou Daily...... It's on fire!