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Chapter 084: Selling Tigers

When I woke up in the morning, I heard from the servants that Mrs. Qin was out again.

I went to Baopu Taoist Temple to burn incense and prayed that my two sons could go to high school.

I saved the leave from me. Qin Guan took Erbao out. It was still early, so Qin Guan did not take the bus and walked leisurely on the streets of Hangzhou with Erbao.

The Great Zhao Kingdom is very prosperous. There are many shops and stalls on the streets, selling calligraphy and paintings, selling silk flowers and snacks, selling rattles and rattles and maltos, shouting loudly, and the lamb bone soup cooked in the big pot of the breakfast stall exudes this rich fragrance, exuding the atmosphere of this era everywhere.

"Young Master, there is a juggling "study insects and ants" in front of you." Erbao said to Qin Guan excitedly.

The two stepped forward and squeezed out a position in the crowd. The performer was an old man in his fifties playing a piccolo. In front of him was a wooden box with dozens of fly and tigers dancing rapidly to the music.

As soon as the music changed, the dozens of fly and tigers suddenly turned into a string, wandering around the box. Qin Guan found it interesting, a bit like a greedy snake.

After performing this part, the old man said, "The old man raised a few little guys and performed it for the audience."

After the old man finished speaking, he brought out a large wooden basin and lifted the lid on it. Everyone found a basin of water inside, and there were more than a dozen goldfish swimming back and forth in the water.

The old man took out a small gong and said to the audience: "Let them say hello to the audience first, who will come to order it."

Everyone was stunned. Can you still name it?

A man stood up and said, "Let this golden head and red tail come out and I'll see."

The old man smiled, "Okay, objectively, let the golden head say hello to you."

The old man sang a song in his mouth, and the gong kept ringing in his hand. In everyone's surprised eyes, the golden-headed and red-tailed goldfish that was tapped into the water actually floated on the surface. His mouth pressed against the water and breathed in, and he couldn't stop nodding.

Seeing this scene, everyone shouted.

The man just now took out a few cents from his cuff and threw them into the money box in front of the old man.

The old man nodded and thanked him, took out a small red silk flag from behind, and continued, "This is nothing. The old man asked them to set up a formation for the officials and men to see. You have a look. This is the three talent formation."

As he said that, the old man waved the small flag in his hand a few times, and saw that the dozen or so goldfish no longer swam scattered like they had just now. They actually divided into three groups in the water and began to swim around.

"Five-Star Array", the old man waved the small flag in his hand again, and the fish school turned into five groups. "Chain Array", the fish school was recombined separately, and the tails were connected, forming a circle in the water basin, and swimming around without stopping.

The old man took out a circle from the basket behind his back and said, "Dear viewers, let's perform the most difficult thing for everyone, carp jumps over the dragon gate." As he said that, he put the circle on the water and beat the drum with one hand. In the surprised eyes of everyone, the goldfish that were originally circling jumped out of the water and jumped over the circle. It was so beautiful.

The audience couldn't help but applaud.

Even in modern times, Qin Guan has never seen such a magical performance, and he can train these goldfish so obediently.

It's a feast for the eyes.

The reason why ancient folk street artists were able to make a splash in the world was that they could "get a new trick" by themselves, eat all over the streets and alleys, and go far away to the ends of China.

But in the long river of history, how many skills have been destroyed.

After the old man's performance, everyone took out copper coins and threw them into the money box. Qin Guan said, "Two treasures are rewarded."

"Young Master, how much do you reward?"

"Just take two stakes."

If it were before, Erbao would definitely not be willing to let it go. At that time, Qin Guan's pocket money for a month was only 10 yuan. However, Erbao has seen a lot of money now. The young master gave an order to take out two regular money from his arms and hand it to the juggling old man.

When the old man saw that it was Qianchao, he quickly stood up, took it with both hands and thanked Qin Guan repeatedly.

Qin Guan waved his hand and took Erbao away.

In ancient times, it was not as feudal as people imagined. Women could see many young women on the street without leaving their homes. A girl in a green ivy dress in front and a maid next to her, who looked pretty.

Qin Guan looked over and the girl happened to glance at Qin Guan secretly. The two of them looked at each other. The girl's pretty face immediately turned red and she pulled the maid away quickly.

Ha ha ha ha.

As long as you show it with your heart.

There are beautiful scenery everywhere.

Actually, this ancient life was quite interesting.

Just then, I suddenly heard a noise in front of me, and someone exclaimed: "Wow, what a big tiger!"

"Yes, this big worm probably has four or five hundred kilograms."

"Looking at the tiger's blood, I think I've just died soon."

"What a big man, I think he beat this big bug."

There was a loud noise in front of him, and Qin Guan and Erbao were also curious to look at what was going on. They saw a big man walking not far away, carrying a striped tiger on his shoulder. The tiger was covered in blood and blood was still dripping down.

Look at the strong man, eight feet tall, strong muscles, and a few blood marks on his body. He was obviously injured when fighting with the tiger. The man was full of determination and his feet were on the ground. He could hear the sound of stomping on the ground. Others saw it and retreated.

Good guy, that tiger has at least three or four hundred kilograms, and he can carry it alone.

Carrying the tiger to the door of the "Yonghetang" medicine shop, the man threw the tiger to the ground, and half of his body was stained with tiger blood, which looked a little scary, and the others dared to watch from a distance. The man shouted into it, "Does your medicine shop collect tigers?"

A middle-aged shopkeeper came out, and several young men also poked their heads out to see. The shopkeeper walked around the tiger, looked around and then reported a number: "Thirty Stones".

The big man frowned, "It's too few, a tiger skin is more than thirty. Don't deceive me, the shopkeeper, I don't know how to act."

The shopkeeper pointed at the tiger and said, "The most valuable thing about this tiger is this tiger skin, followed by the tiger bones. The remaining flesh and blood are not valuable. Look at it yourself. The tiger's skin has been smashed and is not valuable at all. Only a tiger bone can be used. I'm not short of thirty strata."

"It's still too few." The big man shook his head.

The shopkeeper took the cloth handed over by the clerk and wiped his hands, saying, "Our "Yonghetang" is the largest pharmacy in Jiangnan. It has never been a fool. If you think there are few, you can go to other pharmacies to ask."

The man looked ugly and held it in for a long time before he said, "My brother is seriously injured and needs at least 50 guan to be cured. Can the shopkeeper raise the price, or in a few days, I will send you some medicinal materials to settle the bill."
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