Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 255 Events

   Zhao Ming smiled contentedly and was very satisfied, so he grabbed an arrow and handed it to Fu Tinghan, "Try it."

  Fu Tinghan took it. Because of Zhao Hanzhang, and because he was in troubled times, he exercised every day and occasionally practiced archery, so he was quite confident.

   He glanced at the copper pot, stretched out his hand and threw it, the arrow rubbed the mouth of the pot and landed outside.

  Fu Tinghan was not hit, but adjusted the angle with great interest and continued to throw. The arrow flew over the mouth of the pot and fell behind it.

   Zhao Ming comforted him, "It's just that the strength is not well grasped, the angle and the head are not bad, just tighten the strength."

  Fu Tinghan also thought so, so he took a little effort and threw the third arrow, which fell in front of the mouth of the pot.

   Zhao Ming:  …

  Fu Tinghan didn't believe in evil. He threw the arrows one by one without hesitation. It was such a coincidence that none of them hit the pot.

   One of them was already spinning at the mouth of the pot, but maybe the angle was a little off. After a circle, it still poured out of the mouth of the pot.

The people around    crowded over to watch the fun. There were quite a few people who missed the shot, but with so many arrows, he was the only one who missed one.

   Zhao Hanzhang blinked, rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll come, I'll come."

   Immediately, the yamen came forward and picked up all the arrows scattered on the ground and handed them over to Zhao Hanzhang.

   Zhao Hanzhang took one and threw one lightly after comparing it. The arrow drew a graceful curve in mid-air and fell into the mouth of the pot.

   Zhao Ming raised his eyebrows.

   Zhao Hanzhang was also happy, took another one, threw it out after a comparison, and entered the pot again. The crowd burst into cheers, and some people shouted, "Xianjun, it's good to vote ten."

   Fu Tinghan looked at Zhao Hanzhang who seemed to be glowing beside him, couldn't help smiling, turned around and took the arrow in the yamen's arms and handed one to her.

   Zhao Hanzhang held the arrow and thought for a while, then closed one eye and aimed at the right ear. With a slight movement of his hand, the arrow flew out and inserted directly into the right ear of the pot.

  The crowd was quiet for a while, and suddenly there was a louder cheering.

  Fu Tinghan smiled and handed her arrows, Zhao Hanzhang took them one by one and threw them forward, each of them was in the middle, the mouth of the pot, the left and right ears, and in the end, she seemed to have no need to aim and gesture, and the arrows were thrown as soon as they arrived.

  The last arrow squeezed into the right ear, Zhao Hanzhang finally stopped his hand, but the enthusiasm of the people around him was at its climax, making Zhao Hanzhang want to do it again.

   Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Today is your festival, this is for you to play, and now I will step aside and watch you play."

   The young people and teenagers were very ambitious when they heard it, and immediately rolled up their sleeves to show it. The girls were not to be outdone and squeezed into the crowd to line up.

  Langjun who wanted to jump in the queue was pushed out by them unceremoniously, "Ashamed and not ashamed, the good man actually jumped in the queue and went to the back."

   Zhao Hanzhang heard the sound and looked over. The young man's face blushed, he raised his sleeves to cover his face and went back.

   Zhao Hanzhang smiled and stepped aside. The girls immediately screamed and squeezed up to stand where she once stood.

   Among them, Fan Ying is the fastest and most flexible.

   Zhao Hanzhang was stunned for a moment. Seeing her excitedly hugging the arrow on the table, she couldn't help but get tangled. She remembered that the officials in the yamen could throw pots as a demonstration, but they could not get rewards.

   After all, these two days they have to maintain order and make a fair judgment. The referees are all participating in the competition, which is a bit unfair to the candidates.

   Zhao Hanzhang had already been squeezed out, and Fu Tinghan raised his hand and embraced her shoulders so that no one could squeeze her.

   Seeing her looking at Fan Ying with a tangled face, she smiled and said, "They are just playing, they won't break the rules by accepting prizes."

  Fan Ying's reverence for Zhao Hanzhang is known to the whole county. She is always the first to express support for Zhao Hanzhang's policies and implement them with all their strength. Even Fu Tinghan, who formulated policies with Zhao Hanzhang, cannot compare to her.

   Zhao Hanzhang glanced at the excited Fan Ying, nodded slightly, and asked Zhao Ming to play at the next competition point, "Uncle, we have set up a lot of competitions, and there are more competitions than embroidery and needlework. Would you like to try it?"

   Zhao Ming glanced at her, "Shouldn't you try this kind of competition?"

   Having said that, Zhao Ming also took a look at the competition points. Their arrival made the little ladies who were sitting in the competition excited, and the hands that were holding the needles trembled.

   This side is more than threading the needles. Whoever pierces the needles the fastest and the most wins. There is even a grinder over there.

   Zhao Hanzhang put three large grinders there in one breath. Within the specified time, the three of them started grinding soybean flour at the same time. Whoever grinds the most will be rewarded.

   Zhao Ming nodded, these projects are basically related to people's livelihood, Zhao Hanzhang is really attentive.

Zhu Chuan and others were also watching the crowd. Originally, they disdained to watch this kind of civilian competition, but it was too lively outside. In addition, Zhu Chuan was very interested in this and warmly invited them, so the young masters followed. Woke up.

   As soon as they came, they happened to meet Zhao Ming throwing a pot. Before they could speak, they saw that Fu Tinghan missed an arrow, and before they could laugh, they saw that Zhao Hanzhang was all arrows.

   So the young masters fell silent, and even Zhu Chuan was surprised, "Girl Zhao is so good at throwing pots?"

   One of the young masters said faintly: "She is someone who can repel the rebel army. I heard that before the relief of Xiping County, she fought with Shile outside Wubao, and repelled Shile's 5,000 elite army."

   Young Master Zhao, who was beside them, said silently in his heart: There are not five thousand people, nor are they elites.

However, he nodded solemnly and said solemnly to the people who came over: "Yes, at that time she fought Shile alone, without losing the slightest, and also rushed to kill a lot of Xiongnu and Jiehu soldiers, and then they were temporarily scared away. We were able to breathe temporarily in Wubao. At that time, her shirt was stained with blood, and she looked like a Rakshasa."

   Therefore, in the name of Zhao Hanzhang's female Rakshasa, not a single member of the Zhao clan is innocent.

   Successfully made Zhao Hanzhang a little bit more vicious and prestige in the hearts of all the sons, and the son of the Zhao family retired.

   He looked left and right, and saw Zhao Kuan and the others who were not far away expressing their faces as the referee, and immediately pulled Zhu Chuan and the others: "The clan brother is there, let's go and have a look."

   Zhao Kuan's booth is a guessing puzzle, and there are rewards for guessing.

   But many of the people who came together were illiterate, so they needed Zhao Kuan to help read the riddle, and then they guessed the answer.

  Although the event only lasted for less than half an hour, he was already stunned, with no expression on his face, and mechanically read these riddles over and over again, successfully attacking many people.

   He didn't have much expression on his face when he saw the clan brothers and so many sons coming.

   (end of this chapter)