Hu Wei also reacted at this time, he came from a country famous for his cuisine, and he was no stranger to eating him.

"You mean to say that a thousand of us are here to satisfy the appetite of some people. Hu Wei said that he broke through the mystery.

"The husband guessed correctly, and that's why. We came out this time to prepare for the New Year's ceremony. Give the royal family a hundred snow spirit monkeys every year, this is the practice of our corps. If you can guess how to eat, I'll be more convinced. Zhu Daneng gave Hu Youjian a big point.

Hu Wei laughed and said, "What's so difficult about this, if I guess correctly, what do you say." ”

"Husband, I have to let you know one thing first, the snow spirit monkey eats in a different way. Zhu Daneng reminded.

"Just tell me what you're losing. Hu Wei said confidently. Eat monkeys, Chinese that are ancestors.

"Ten gold coins. Zhu Daneng said. The way the snow spirit monkey eats is a secret, and he doesn't believe that Hu Wei can guess it.

Hu Wei shook his head and said, "It's boring to gamble, change something else." ”

"Anything else?" Zhu Daneng thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "I came out in a hurry, and I didn't bring anything." I have a secret method of martial arts, which is left by his family, so if you have the ability, take it. ”

"Martial arts secret method?" Hu Wei's eyes lit up, what he needed most now was this. The picture of losing to Zhu Daneng in one shot resurfaced in his mind again. The shot he fired must have something to say.

"That's it, bet or not?" Zhu Daneng took out a book with a yellowed cover from his arms, shook it and put it back.

"Okay, let's bet on that. Hu nodded worriedly.

"Wait. Zhu Daneng said: "Gambling is about fairness. Even though you are the husband, you must also be able to get something decent. ”

"I have a storybook. The first thing that came to Hu Wei's mind was the book given by Taishi Gong. It seems fair to gamble books with books.

As soon as Hu Wei's words came out, the whole group laughed. Even the more introverted Laray couldn't hold back.

Zhu Daneng finally couldn't help laughing and said, "Husband, you shouldn't be fooling me." ”

Hu Weigang wanted to say that this storybook was not simple, but he still pressed the idea back. There was a faint thought in his heart that he didn't want others to know about this book.

Reaching in and out of his arms, Hu Wei pretended to take something, but in fact took the snake whip out of the ring.

"Look at how this goes. Hu Wei handed the snake whip to Zhu Daneng.

Zhu Daneng is a person who knows the goods, although he doesn't know the red snake in the snow, but he quickly saw the extraordinaryness of this snake whip. After the snake whip fused with Hu Wei for the first time, it had become more than three feet long, and Zhu Daneng took it in his hand, and suddenly whipped it to the tree beside him.

"Smack!"

Everyone was moved. The tree had been pulled out of a deep mark, and there was not even a single flower mark left on the snake's whip. Everyone was interested in the snake whip, but Hu Wei paid attention to Zhu Daneng.

Hu Wei always thought that Zhu Daneng was the weakest person in the group. But from the last shot, and today's whip, what Zhu Daneng inadvertently expressed, made Hu Wei find that Zhu Daneng was by no means a simple person. His kung fu may still be above Qin Ming, who became the head of the second squad by force.

"Good stuff. Zhu Daneng's eyes shot out warm sparks. It seems that he is very fond of this snake whip.

"How about betting on your martial arts secret technique?" Hu Wei said.

"Okay, that's great. Zhu Daneng nodded again and again.

Zhu Daneng's family has been a businessman for generations, and his ideas are different from ordinary people. In the eyes of others, the secret method of martial arts is very precious, but in his eyes, no matter how precious the secret method of martial arts is, it can be copied, and if you copy one copy, you will have one more copy. But this snake whip is different, it is the only thing that cannot be copied.

Hu Wei said: "Then it's decided." To be fair, we also need a notary. Let's put the bets in his hands. Then you and I wrote down the eating method of the snow spirit monkey and handed it to him.

If we write the same, it is that I win, and the things belong to me, and vice versa. How?"

Zhu Daneng agreed to Hu Wei's method, and Hu Wei asked Zhu Daneng to choose a notary. To everyone's surprise, Zhu Daneng actually chose the third candidate. This was not even expected by Hu Wei. Zhu Daneng actually trusted Hou San who talked to him all day long.

As soon as he said yes, Hu Wei and Zhu Daneng separated in the open space, opening up a distance of twenty meters. Except for Hou San, who sat in the middle of the two, everyone stood on the periphery to testify.

Hu Wei held the pen in his hand, thought about it, and felt that the written expression might not be very clear. So he switched to painting. He drew a square table with a hole dug in the middle, and several people sat around the table, and then a monkey's head, halfway out of the hole, was tightly clamped by something. Then a man struck it lightly with a small hammer, and the monkey's skull fell in response. The monkey's brain is completely exposed in front of the diners. At this time, some people who were more greedy had already stretched out the red and white monkey brain with a spoon, and with a miserable scream from the dying monkey under the table, the bloody prelude to eating raw monkey brain was opened.

Hu Wei has a certain 'book' skills, although he can't do what they are fake and real, but he still paints very well. He vividly showed the scene of people eating monkey brains raw on paper. This painting made Hou San almost throw up when he saw it. Hou San's mental endurance is not so bad, the bad thing is that the monkey in this monkey has the same sound as his surname, and the monkey in Hu Wei's painting is so similar to him.

After reading the answers handed in by both parties, Hou San stuffed the snake whip and the secret method of martial arts to Hu Wei.

"Hou San, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Zhu Daneng looked at the snake whip that was put away by Hu Wei with some reluctance, as if he was looking at a parting lover.

Hou San seemed to be able to understand Zhu Daneng's mood, and he didn't say anything disgusting to him like in the past, let alone get angry at Zhu Daneng's questions. Because he knew that Zhu Daneng was reluctant, not suspicious of him. This can be seen from Zhu Daneng's selection of candidate three as a notary.

Hou San patted Zhu Daneng's shoulder, stuffed Hu Wei's painting into his hand, and turned to leave.

Zhu Daneng opened the painting and only glanced at it, and carefully folded it and put it away.

Zhu Daneng's nostalgic eyes almost made Hu Wei couldn't help but give him the snake whip on the spot. But the story of a shepherd boy hanging the grass from the head of a cow suddenly occurred to him, and he suppressed it again. Although it is a good opportunity to win people's hearts now, it is not the best time. The best grass is the grass that cows can see but can't eat. That handful of grass can make the cow move forward according to the shepherd boy's wishes. ！