When the crowd of strong men crowded into the cockfighting stadium, the strong men had already flushed and the dealer in the cockfighting stadium became more and more excited!

No matter how big or small, there are dealers in cockfighting stadiums, also called landlords.

Normally, the dealer can raise two or three cocks that can only be suppressed. If someone holds a cockfighting to challenge the bet, the dealer will usually follow the usual rules of cockfighting, first weigh the cockfighting brought by his opponent, and then choose a cockfighting of similar shapes from the cockfighting he raises to match.

In addition to the bets between the cockfighters on the scene, the dealer also collects money from the audience. Sometimes, even if you keep a cockfighter at home, you can win, but because the proportion of bets on the audience is concentrated on your own, even if you win, there is no big benefit. The dealer will quietly do some tricks and play some small things. In short, making money is the first priority.

According to this convention, if someone comes to the door with a cockfighting, the dealer will naturally open the door and smile to welcome the God of Wealth. But today, the strong man holding the chicken cage enters the door and opens his mouth, and asks several green skins raised by the dealer to throw them out!

No matter what you are next to you, the rooster brought by the strong man was so weak that he couldn't open his eyes for a long time. Maybe he had chicken plague. Even if he put the chicken in the soup pot, he would make people feel worried about stretching out chopsticks to eat and drink, and throwing it into the cockfighting stadium to attract bad luck?

Could this strong man be sent by another venue to make things difficult for others, right?

Facing the cockfighting yard dealer who pushed and shoved himself toward the outside of the field, the strong man blushed and shouted in a hurry: "Is this cockfighting yard open or not? Why don't you tell me to leave the field with the door open? My cockfighting, my name is called the Blasting Phoenix! Just the cockfighting you raise in this field, one is counted as one, which is not enough for me, this baby cockfighting pounding..."

Listening to the strong man's words, the dealer in the cockfighting field was almost angrily amused. He sneered and pointed at the strong man's nose and smiled: "You are the plague chicken? You are still phoenixes with a neck? Do you still have dragons?"

It seemed that the dealer in this cockfighting field was running out of stock. The strong man almost screamed and jumped and shouted, "This is the phoenix with a neck. You don't know anything about it, so you just treat gold as brass! I'll tell you, I don't have money to place bets, but if I lose this phoenix with a neck, I will use the chicken shit in your battle as braised, and I'll eat it!"

The laughter sounded uncontrollably from the crowd watching.

Old Peking has many witty words and idioms, one of which is chicken shit mix noodles - nonsense!

I don’t know if this strong man really doesn’t know this idiom or knows to use this sentence on purpose to make fun of it. Anyway, he just talks so hard that he has made many passers-by interested. Many idle men also began to joke in the crowd: “Hi… Is this man so hungry? Are you here to fuck rice? And he still mix chicken shit? Is it possible to eat chicken shit?”

"After all the talk, let's ask this man to put his phoenix in the venue to play? Anyway, beating a child on a cloudy day, isn't it also idle?"

"Don't mess around! This may be a plague chicken. If you can't make a fuss, you'll get rid of the cockfighting in this game, and then the game will be stinking the streets!"

"Do you understand? Don't fill it with big cloves of garlic here if you don't understand! There are all chicken fights in one cage. Do you think it's a duck in Quanjude Yanghu? Be more particular about getting up early and feeding live food. You have to add a meal of chestnuts and mix eel blood in the middle of the night. It's better to serve your little wife than your wife..."

"Stop talking! What you said is raising crickets, right? Don't say it doesn't work. I said that the dealer dares to ask the man to come out of the game? After all, it's the old Guanyuan who poked the pole to sweep the scene. Don't be so unhappy, can you succeed?"

"You have courage but not? Are you a man? You're a coward? Hey... I'm so cowardly hey..."

More and more people are making excuses, especially after the fake monk and his gangsters joined the ranks of cheering, the dealer in the cockfighting stadium was really unable to bear it, so he could only jump on a bench and stretched out his arms and shouted: "Young and Young Masters, listen to me! Since all the old and young masters said that the cockfighting stadium raised by the man was about to play, I also poked the pole and swept the scene in this old official garden, and I can't refute the face of the old and young masters! But in this case, I will only accept the bets made by the old and young masters on this chicken that picks the field! If all the old and young masters can agree to this, then I will have nothing to say, so I will weigh the pole and call the chicken!"

Amid the cheers of cheers, the dealer in the cockfighting stadium stood on a bench and bowed his hands, but his eyes were squinting at the strong man standing beside him and shouted coldly: "There is another thing to say. If this chicken who is picking the field loses and this young master has no money to pay it, then he is really nothing. He agrees to eat all the chicken shit in my game!"

As he finished speaking, the guy in the cockfighting stadium had already brought out a special flat scale specially used to measure the weight of the cockfighting. The brass zipper was wiped out, and the fine oil-immers used to tie the cockfighting burrs were missing, for fear that the feathered claws would be scratched when tying the cockfighting stalk. On the black ebony flat scale rod, the dark golden hollow quasi-pan star shone brightly, making the three small characters on the rod look particularly eye-catching.

Still standing on a bench, the dealer in the cockfighting stadium seemed to want to take this opportunity to make a name for his cockfighting stadium. He shouted: "Young and young men are interested. The cockfighting scale made by Tang Piaoer, the old man in Peking, can be seen with an extra chicken feather, let alone the brothers bully people in this battle!"

The scene was opened, and the oil bamboo pole with leaves swept away the ground. The dealer in the cockfighting field took out a spotted rooster from the cockfighting cage covered with black cloth and put it in the middle of the field.

At the same time, the betting table also steadily placed two large pieces of ocean, plus a large ball of chicken shit held by oil paper.

Some people who like to play cockfighting are talking a lot. Before the opening, they talked about the fact that there have been folk cockfighting venues in Peking since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, copper coins, gold ingots, jade agate, and cat eyes. All valuable things have been on the betting table.

I ran into the owner who was on the field and kicked the restaurant. My ears, nose, eyes, and blood were ed out, and my thighs, arms and flesh were cut off. It was only three years or two years later...

But there was a ball of chicken shit on the table that bets, but I'm afraid it was a disaster for the world to open up?

This matter today is full of evil deeds!

Moreover, the strong man holding an old thin rooster was not a man who was afraid of being timid. In front of so many neighbors watching the fun, he opened his mouth and said the rules of the bill - no matter how long the situation is, no matter how you lose, no matter how you lose, no matter how you eat chicken shit in front of everyone, then the dealer has to get a lottery ticket to be considered fair!

Not much, just two oceans!

The old saying goes, if you are afraid of shave your head when you are wet? The dealer in the cockfighting stadium gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and then recognized the betting handicap opened by the strong man, and he thought he had a long connection with himself in the cockfighting stadium!

Moreover, the strong man was not serious. Seeing that he couldn't find a cockfighting match with the same size as the old thin rooster in his hand, he also agreed that any cockfighting match raised in the cockfighting match could end. He was really a bachelor!

Gently stroking the deliberately built feathers of the spotted cockfighting cock, the dealer in the cockfighting venue shouted proudly: "I said, this young master, don't say that we, the man in Peking, bullied you for the first time and were unfamiliar with the place! Let me tell you, our cockfighting cock has a name called Zhenguanyuan! After training, we only fought three times, but we didn't beat the other cock to death in any event! We knew that we ate the chicken shit on the table, so that we could save our husband from being slapping to death. You have to throw the old pot and hit the banner for it to be the first seventh!"

The insidious words of holding a gun and a stick naturally aroused a burst of laughter from the onlookers. But the strong man was not anxious or annoyed, but he carefully held the old thin rooster out of the chicken cage, held it in his arms and carefully straightened the dirty chicken feathers, then bared his teeth and smiled at the dealer in the cockfighting field: "Just the chicken in your hand, the energy and spirit are really good! But how dare you touch the phoenix if you can't stand the mortal bird? If you don't believe me, look carefully. See if your chicken dares to touch the phoenix in my hand?"

At the speaking stand, the strong man had already put the old thin rooster in his hand into the venue. As the oil bamboo stalks that were sweeping the venue knocked in the middle of the venue, the entire cockfighting venue immediately became boiling: "Hey! Go up and slap it to death!"

"Go up...what did you get up early and didn't feed?"

"Hey... What a pity. If the dealer dares to take it back today, I will really dare to put in all the old houses in my family! This is also called a cockfighting? Isn't this just a death sentence?"

Amid the chaotic shouts, the old thin rooster who was put into the stadium shook and moved her claws, but fell to the ground and walked around the half-meter-long cockfighting stadium to smooth things over. Perhaps it was because she had never received any training in cockfighting, the old thin rooster was actually digging left and right in the sand-covered field, posing a meal-like manner!

The cockfighters released by the dealer in the cockfighting field were completely different. Just as the oily bamboo stalks were knocked on the field, the spotted cock immediately shrank towards the back, and the chicken neck almost retracted into the cavity. After being deliberately polished, the chicken mouth almost formed a straight line with the chicken neck, like a dagger about to be unsheathed!

Some players who are old playing cockfighting immediately praised: "Just like this cockfighting, it is not worthy of the name of the town's official garden! This momentum, even if you talk, you will be a bloody hole in the body of a chicken! The dealer's thoughts are really in vain!"

Obviously, I heard the players' praise, and the dealer in the cockfighting field proudly clasped his fists and bowed: "This man is wise! This thing is serious. He just took it out of the nest and went into the low room to press his neck. He was fed a small meal with shrimp skins and a red face sorghum rice from Shaoxing old yellow wine! He used boys to urinate in winter and drink black dog blood in summer. The most important thing is to develop a strong personality!"

As if in order to live up to the praise from the crowd around him, the spotted cock kicked his claws like lightning, accompanied by a hoarse hissing sound, rushed to his opponent quickly, and whispered toward his opponent's neck without any hesitation!

But at this moment, the old thin cock that was put into the venue by a strong man was stumbled like a drunken person, and he almost avoided the opponent's attack. His wings were flapping randomly to maintain balance, and instead stumbled the well-trained spotted cock.

It was because of this seemingly random and random fan that the originally fierce and extremely fierce cockfighting seemed to have suffered some major blow. After shrinking his neck on the spot, the cockfighting cockfighting roared in horror, as if his cocktail was lit and fired. He turned his head and rushed towards the dealer in the cockfighting yard, and plunged his head into the crotch of the dealer in the shocked cockfighting yard.

The chaotic crowd almost calmed down for a moment...
Chapter completed!