Chapter 91 Charlatanism

Style: Historical Author: Dust and bonesWords: 2372Update Time: 24/01/11 17:36:03
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The soldiers guarding the city carefully checked the carriage and saw that Zhao Ding did not carry any large luggage, and they could not hide their disappointment.

Because this also means that Zhao Ding is not doing business in the city, so he cannot collect the city gate tax.



The streets in the inner city are wide and crisscrossed.

Green trees have been built on the main roads, surrounding beautiful houses, and various courtyards are scattered on non-main roads.

Whether it is urban construction, pedestrian dress, or the number of horse-drawn carriages on the streets, it far exceeds that of the outer city.

Although there is still some gap compared to Youzhou.

But it's not much different, especially in terms of population, it's much more lively than Youzhou.

After all, as a capital city, Yingtian's heritage is still there.

Entered the inner city.

Zhao Ding did not directly take Zhang San and "Lu Tao"...

All right.

What Lu Tao looks like after disguising herself as a man.

Not to mention that with Lu Tao's foundation, even if a woman is disguised as a man, she is still a piece of meat, only a little bit worse than Zhao Ding...

Right, dear readers.

I didn't know, I thought it was a young man from some family who went out.

"Your Majesty, although Yingtian looks a little older than our Youzhou, the inner city is so lively."

Lu Tao was dressed in men's clothing, wearing a Confucian robe, cloud boots, and a Confucian crown.

In just such a short time, my hands were filled with all kinds of snacks unique to Yingtian Mansion.

By the way, he also stuffed a bag of sugar-fried chestnuts into the hands of two people walking on the street looking around.

"Why do you have another one in your hand?"

Zhao Ding looked at Lu Tao whose mouth was as stuffed as a bun with a look of disgust on his face.

"It's delicious."

Lu Tao looked at Zhao Ding with a charming expression.

As he spoke, he took out another bag of brown candies and stuffed them into Zhao Ding's hand, "My lord, please try..."

Zhao Ding: "..."

"Don't call me Prince. Just call me Young Master when you are out."

Zhao Ding glanced around and reminded in a low voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty... No. It's Young Master!"

Zhao Ding: "..."

But when I think about the purpose of my trip.

Hearing Lu Tao call him young master, Zhao Ding always feels a little strange...

But he didn't say much, he still wandered around the world with his green peach.

After all, it was still early, and the seafood merchants did not work during the day.

After paying the money for renting the carriage, Zhao Ding continued to let Lu Tao pull him back and forth on the streets of Yingtian Inner City like a human rag doll.

Zhang San also followed.

That's it, not long after.

The three of them finally came to a market.

He raised his head and glanced at the archway at the street entrance: "Zhenkang Street!"

The spaciousness of this street was something Zhao Ding had never seen before.

It is a full two hundred meters wide, and the flat ground paved with bluestones extends to the end of the sight.

The shops on both sides were lined up one after another, and ten carriages were placed side by side without any pressure. For a moment, Zhao Ding felt that his Youzhou was not being compared at all.

Sure enough, the rich man's background is not comparable to that of a nouveau riche like him.

The streets are bustling with people.

At first glance, it doesn't look like a street at all, it's just a big square.

Standing under the gate tower archway, Zhao Ding looked at this scene with sincere emotion in his heart.

Set a small goal!

Go back and capture Gyeongju City!

Don't ask why, the question is just that I have money but no place to spend it. I feel unhappy when I see that my father's place is bigger than mine!

In fact, the reason why the main road of Kang Street in this town is so wide.

It's also elegant, not showy.

Because the emperor or royal nobles are traveling, guards will clear the place in advance.

The width of two hundred meters is enough to give most of the soldiers in the current Daqian army enough space to use.

Even if the assassin wanted to hide in the buildings on both sides and shoot cold arrows, he could only helplessly leave the keyboard with his hands when he saw the distance.

Shout out: 666.

Zhao Ding took Lu Tao for a stroll.

Zhang San has already started the hunting moment, looking at the coquettishly dressed women on the tall buildings on both sides.

It's a pity that I didn't expect it. Uncle, come over and play.

Come on, it's cheap.

However, it was directly regarded as air.

The reason is simple: the weather has not arrived yet, photosynthesis is not enough, and the seafood is not plump enough!

Businessmen need to take a rest.

"Come, come, come, pass by, don't miss it, there will be prizes for guessing correctly!"

Moving forward again.

Soon, Zhao Ding was attracted by a burst of shouting.

Not far ahead, a group of people had gathered.

One by one squeezed out of the crowd.

He stretched his head and looked into the crowd.

Follow the gaps in the crowd.

Zhao Ding could vaguely see a street stall inside the crowd.

A middle-aged man dressed as a charlatan sat on the ground.

In front of him was a table made of peach wood.

There are three circles drawn on the table.

A circle has a number drawn on it: eight!

A circle has a number drawn on it: three!

In the middle is a porcelain bowl, which is covered with a dark wooden sign. When you open it, you can see a slightly smaller iron piece inside, with three on one side and eight on the other!

The shout just now was the shout of the man dressed as a middle-aged warlock.

"Come on, come on, guess, if you guess it right, buy one and get one, you will get one, no cheating, no cheating, the minimum bet is one tael of silver, there is no upper limit!"

Following the middle-aged man's shouts, people around him immediately threw money into the circle marked with "three" and "eight".

A pile of silver was already placed in front of this middle-aged man dressed as a warlock.

Obviously made a lot of money.

Zhao Ding took a glance and found it boring.

Isn't this a trick that was often played on the streets in my previous life?

The so-called iron piece inside the porcelain bowl is actually a magnet, and the table in front of the middle-aged man actually has a hidden mystery.

There are two magnets with different poles facing upward.

Up and down.

Seeing that there is more pressure on that side, the iron piece in the small bowl is now leaning towards the other side.

When there are many prisoners, rely on San.

When Absan had a large number of men, he relied on Ba.

A sure-profit trade.

Only by bullying these people who don't understand can they defraud some money.

Zhao Ding has long been tired of playing with this stuff.

"Master, I want to give it a try?"

Lu Tao stood outside the crowd and looked into the crowd with an interested expression.

"Stop playing, it's boring. Let's go."

Zhao Ding rolled his eyes and pulled Lu Tao towards the outside of the crowd.

"Let's have fun. I'll play less, just ten times. How about betting ten taels of silver?"

Lu Tao looked at Zhao Ding with a pleading face, made the sign of ten, and looked at Zhao Ding with aggrieved face.

Listening to Lu Tao's words, especially the word "young master".

The middle-aged warlock in the crowd immediately raised his head and looked at Zhao Ding, looking at Lu Tao, especially Zhao Ding who was next to Lu Tao and said with a smile: "Master, why don't you come and have fun? This thing just depends on luck. You won't lose much if you lose money. If you are lucky, you might be able to win all the hundred taels of silver in front of me."