After that, Huang Longshi.
The whole Liyang Dynasty liked to use this saying to ridicule someone's hindsight.
Of course, hindsight also came from Huang Longshi's original creation of Xiangqi. Xiangqi replaced Xiangqi, which was also known as Xiangqi, and became second only to Xiangqi.
In a small teahouse in Beimang.
The featherless parrot still liked to call everyone it met "Grandpa". The shopkeeper of the teahouse with the surname Huang was still so unmotivated. The young girl who raised a big cat did not give a good face to the customers. In addition, the business of the tavern was so cold and bleak that it was like a graveyard. This made Wen Hua, who had never been able to earn money to go to the brothel to pretend to be a romantic, very depressed.
Today, there was a wooden sign outside the teahouse saying that it was closed. After Wen Hua walked into the tavern with the birdcage, he never treated his internal organs badly. He made a bowl of fragrant onion noodles and buried his head in it. The manager, Old Huang, took out three wooden boxes from somewhere and put them full of chess pieces. Two boxes of black and white chess pieces, and one box of colorful glazed chess pieces. He cleared the table and placed them there, constantly placing and collecting chess pieces. Seeing this, Wen Hua was furious. Pretending to be a ghost, if you have the ability to learn from Hsu Fengnian, set up a stall to gamble and earn copper coins! Behind closed doors, pretending to be a chess sage, chess master, and chess immortal. What kind of hero is he? After eating the onion noodles, he was thinking about whether to secretly go to the kitchen to reward himself with another bowl. However, thinking that he couldn't make ends meet, he really didn't have the face to take advantage of her. Wen Hua didn't waste it at all. He licked the big white porcelain bowl clean and sighed at the empty bowl. Bored to death, he could only carry his bowl and chopsticks over to Old Man Huang's side to sit. Miss Jia, who would laugh at a customer whenever she was unhappy, was carrying a sunflower. Her legs rested on the bench as she stared blankly. Wen Hua did not have the guts to sit on the same bench as her, so he asked Old Man Huang to move slightly so that he could rest his buttocks next to Huang Longshi. Wen Hua looked at the black and white confrontation on the table, mixed with many colorful glazed chess pieces. Wen Hua wanted to touch one of them to see if it was valuable. If it was, it was only right to steal a few and pawn them. How long had it been since he was paid? Not to mention the red packets during festivals! Unfortunately, his claws were slapped away by Huang Longshi, and Wen Hua casually placed the bowl and chopsticks at the corner of the table before he said with a smile, "Old Huang, what're you doing? Tell me about it."
Huang Longshi immediately held a box of Glazed Beads in one hand while his fingers moved slightly with his other hand, and he held his breath with rapt attention while ignoring Wen Hua's clamor.
Wen Hua felt bored and could only turn his head to look at the young girl who liked to chuckle. "The Jia family's Jia family is raising the price to fake Jia Jia. Let me make things clear to you. That big cat is a glutton. We can't afford to raise it!"
The delicate and pretty young girl chuckled and didn't even look at Wen Hua. Wen Hua, who worked hard for the tavern, slammed the table and said angrily, "Don't rely on Old Huang to support you. Hahaha, I don't have the divine ability to turn stones into gold. The three of us can't even eat as much as that big cat. The business of the tavern is so bad, but you don't seem to care. Say, didn't the customer from yesterday say that the tea wasn't good enough, and you wanted to take a plate and cut his head? And the customer from three days ago, he said that the tea wasn't fragrant enough, and you wanted to twist his head. Do you still have the law? Have I become a pig looking in the mirror? Am I not human anymore?! "
The young girl faced Wen Hua and chuckled.
Wen Hua slapped his forehead. He was so angry that he suffered internal injuries.
Shopkeeper Huang gently smoothed out the chess pieces that were messed up by the porcelain bowl and said with a frown, "It's fine as long as you don't starve anyone to death. Even if you open the tavern to become the largest in Beimang, will you be successful?"
Wen Hua replied with a question, "Isn't this considered successful?"
The old scholar, who had a cultured and elegant bearing, glanced at him. "Then you might as well not practice the sword. I guarantee that I'll make you one of the richest gentlemen in Beimang. How about it?"
Wen Hua waved his hand and said, "Go, go, go. If you don't let me practice the sword, you might as well kill me."
Shopkeeper Huang smiled and asked, "Me?"
Wen Hua hurriedly smiled and said, "Little one, little one. You've been playing chess for so long. Are your hands sore? Are your shoulders tired? Should I rub and knock them for you? "
The more chess pieces were placed, the densely packed black and white chess pieces and the relatively sparse colored glass pieces on the table. The white porcelain bowl became an eyesore. The old man waved his hand and said, "Take it away."
Wen Hua exclaimed, picked up the bowl, and jogged to the kitchen. It was not very particular to make a bowl of scallion noodles for himself, but it was better to be happy together than to be happy alone. It was still okay to make three bowls of noodles for that strange father and daughter. Ignoring that kid Wen Hua, Old Man Huang looked at the chess game that was becoming clearer and clearer. He fiercely knocked a relatively large colored glass piece into the center of the board, and then he seemed to be hesitant about whether or not he should pull out a colored glass piece. The old man put down the chess box and said to himself, "My daughter, I've missed this good show this time. There's nothing I can do about it. That man in the capital that I caused to cut off his own tongue sent a letter over, wanting to settle old scores with me. On one hand, I couldn't bear it, but on the other hand, I was looking forward to the direction of the game, so I agreed to it this time. The chess pieces have to be alive and can be used as eyes. Only then will chess be interesting. Otherwise, look, this place is called Iron Gate Pass. It's a place with good fengshui. Dying there is much better than dying on the ghostly battlefield where tens of thousands of dead people share their fates. If this large colored glass piece that went to Western Shu eats up Zhao Kai and Hsu Fengnian's chess pieces and stays in Beiliang, it'll be much more interesting than him becoming some county king. Don't glare at me. It was that kid who wanted to barge into this game of chess. This time, I didn't do anything to trip him up. Don't worry, that kid made a big profit this time. He's going to be the King of Beiliang for sure. "
"Hsu Fengnian is dead, and Chen Zhibao is the King of Beiliang. He'll have to live in Xu Xiao's shadow for the rest of his life. The Zhao family owes the Xu family old scores, and with Chen Zhibao's temperament, he'll definitely make them pay back bit by bit. That man in the capital doesn't want to see this happen. But that guy underestimated the next King of Beiliang. How can that kid surnamed Xu be more open-minded and magnanimous than Chen Zhibao? You can't blame that guy. After all, on the surface, Chen Zhibao is much stronger than Hsu Fengnian, much, much stronger. But in a game of chess, if one's eyes are shallow, he'll suffer a great loss. "
The young girl shook the golden sunflower and chuckled.
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