After everyone quieted down, Shen Feng opened his mouth and said: "Okay, the first person to get the lottery is here, and then I will continue to ask questions, please pay attention!"

Shen Feng's words immediately attracted everyone's attention, after all, it was a matter of silver, and everyone had a look of anticipation.

"It is said that two fathers and sons went to Daze Mountain to hunt a few years ago. Each of them caught a golden chicken, but when they put it together, no matter how they counted, it turned out to be three, and it was all right? Why?"

"I know, I know!"

"I say I say!"

......

With the precedent of the boy getting the silver, the enthusiasm of the audience was aroused at once, and after Shen Feng raised a question, they began to speak enthusiastically. Finally, after sorting, an old man stood up first and said the correct answer, which once again made everyone envious.

As time passed, the ten questions that Shen Feng casually said were also answered by everyone one by one. Of course, there are also people who are Shen Fengkeng.

For example, the woman who answered incorrectly for the third time was asked by Shen Feng to say who her favorite man was in front of everyone, which made the woman's face flush and she couldn't say it in the end.

But this is not ruthless, after some men answered incorrectly, they were even asked by Shen Feng to pose as a big teapot, and then while pouring water, they shouted "I'm a big teapot!" The funny posture and expression made the audience almost laugh to tears.

Other teenagers were asked by Shen Feng to shout three times at a big tree, "I love you!"

In short, there were many who received ten taels of silver, and many more were punished. It wasn't until Shen Feng asked ten questions and spent a hundred taels of silver that the show was over.

Next, it was Qianqian who came to the stage and sang a song "Congratulations and Congratulations" plagiarized from Shen Feng to everyone, and Rao Meiyun was responsible for teaching everyone the otherworldly dance. In Shen Feng's opinion, this model is somewhat similar to folk dance, but he really doesn't understand these himself, so he doesn't understand it. However, judging from the audience's relishful reaction, it should be pretty good.

When the gentle remnant sun hid the red light into the top of the mountain, the first performance of the Shen Mansion came to an end.

The evening breeze blew, and the audience all giggled and scattered with their own benches like a tide, and along the way, everyone walked and chatted excitedly, saying that who was lucky, who got ten taels of silver for nothing, who looked particularly funny when accepting Shen Feng's punishment, and so on.

In any case, today is a very happy and fulfilling day, and all of this is brought by Shen Feng, who has newly established the portal. And for this performance of Shen Fu, it has also been praised and recognized by everyone. At this point, the name Shen Feng was known and recognized by the entire Feixue Town.

After everyone dispersed, Shen Feng helped everyone clean up the messy venue and belongings, said hello to Rao Meiyun, Mu Qiuyan and others, and dragged his tired body back to the house and directly lay on the bed to enjoy Chunniang's massage service.

"Xianggong, did you come up with all those ideas? I tried all those puzzles you came up with, but I couldn't answer any of them. I really don't understand how you came up with it, it's amazing!" Chun Niang sat on the edge of the bed and massaged Shen Feng with an expression of adoration.

"Hehe, of course, how could I have married such a good wife as you!" Shen Feng said with a cheap smile on his face.

"Xianggong, I found that those girls seem to like you!"

"That's, who made your husband so good! It's just that everyone loves flowers and sees flowers, and the car has to burst a tire when it sees it!"

"Xianggong!"

"Hmm!"

"We want a baby, right?"

"Hmm!" Since Chun Niang's technique was quite good, Shen Feng was in a state of enjoyment, and he didn't care much about Chun Niang's problem at all. Instead, he lay there and answered casually, but when he finished "um", he suddenly realized that the problem was wrong, and immediately tensed up, "What did you say?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, I said that boy today is cute!" Since the moment Shen Feng's body tensed, Han Chunniang's face turned pale, she bit her lip, and then stretched again, and said with a smile.

"Well, it's cute, but you just scared me, I thought you said we want a baby?" Shen Feng complained.

"What's the matter?

"I don't like it, the little kid is in trouble, don't don't! Resolutely don't!" Shen Feng closed his eyes, and couldn't help but think of the scene he had been in the orphanage in his mind, and said impatiently.

"Well, then let's follow each other, in fact, I don't like children that much!" Han Chunniang said while massaging hard.

"That's it, how good do you say it is like this? If you have a child, how can you have such a good life? Go up, yes, go up a little more, yes, this is it, hey, it's so comfortable......" Shen Feng lay on the bed and looked happy.

But soon he remembered a new trouble, "I still haven't figured it out, you said that Wu Lengfang also gave me a massage that day." I was so comfortable that I fell asleep.

As a result, she fainted from exhaustion, and fortunately lost her life. You can also see the situation today, and the good ones vomited blood directly. I was going to go over and have a look, but I heard that they had just fallen asleep, so I didn't go again.

Tomorrow I have time, you go over and see, you women are together, some things are more convenient to say, persuade those who should be persuaded, and enlighten those who should be enlightened. If it goes on like this, how can the body stand it?

"Okay, I'll bring some things over tomorrow to see her, Miss Wu is a heroine among women!

"Yes, you said that she is not very old, and she has suffered such a bad luck, and it is unlucky to think about it!"

"Xianggong, are you ready for tomorrow's performance, what will you perform?"

"Hehe, I really want to know? Then come and lie down and I'll tell you......"

"Isn't it a little old?"

"Well, it's not! You see, I can't even master it all!"

......

Just as Shen Feng and his family were talking to me, a carrier pigeon fluttered out of a dilapidated window in Feixue Town, and flew off into the distance without head. By the moonlight, I saw a dark shadow standing in the dilapidated window, and he stood there quietly, his dry frame and face wrinkled like a fishing net, like a lifeless log.

It wasn't until the shadow of the carrier pigeon disappeared that a subtle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a ripple on the water, which quickly swept across his face and then disappeared into the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes in an instant.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave the window, he said an almost inaudible mutter, "Shen Feng, hehe, it's a little interesting!"

If Shen Feng was here, although the contrast was a little big with his impression, he would definitely recognize this person, but there was no such thing as "if" in this world.

At the same time, on the small street of the people's market, there was a gentle knock on the door outside the study of Zhao's shopkeeper.

"Come in!"

Zhao Yongwang, who was still lying on his back on the recliner, glanced at the person who walked in, wrapped the blanket on his body casually, and did not speak.

"I've seen Hall Master Zhao, there's a letter from Old Man An, asking you to send it to the sect leader with a carrier pigeon as soon as possible. The subordinate who came in respectfully handed the note in his hand in front of him and spoke.

"Well, I know, you go down!" Zhao Yongwang stretched out his hand to take the note and blasted the person away, then slowly opened the note and looked at it, and then smiled bitterly, "You still don't believe what I said, you should be in a hurry this time, right?"

After saying this, he pondered for a moment, then took the blanket away, went to the window, and whistled twice with a "chirp".

It wasn't long before a gray pigeon fluttered in through the window.

Shopkeeper Zhao rolled up the paper strip and put it into a small bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg, then stood in front of the window, raised his hands upward, and threw the pigeon out. Then he looked at the bright moonlight and muttered, "Shen boy, don't let us down, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"