The First Family of Tang Dynasty

  Article 1249, Saburo, who is such a real woman, dare to go to the pan... (seeking subscription for votes)

  All of them looked at Cheng Saburo who was slapped with a bad expression.

  Especially the Songzhou head Monza, whose face was originally covered with age spots was almost black and turned into the bottom of the earthenware pot that had been smoked for thirty years.

   "Juggling? Cheng Changshi, you said that, it's not quite right, these are the warriors of our Songzhou 獠.

  What they can do is not something ordinary people can do..."

   "If Cheng Changshi doesn't believe it, you can send someone to try it."

  As soon as he said this, Cheng Chubi raised his eyebrows and looked at Monza cheerfully.

   "Meng Cishi, you are a great sword, and Cheng is really not able to play, but Cheng will be similar, or I will make gestures first."

  "Then your warrior will be innocent after trying it. Then Cheng can try yours by himself."

   "Cheng Changshi, you can't do anything."

   "That is, Cheng Changshi, why do you have a general knowledge of these people."

   "Well, everyone!" Cheng Chubi raised a hand and stopped all the noisy sounds.

   "Cheng will not have many, just a few tricks that are not on the table. Gratitude, bring the oil pan, and also bring the iron stove."

   "???" Everyone saw it. A strong man came on a big walk carrying a frying pan, while the other two strong men brought an iron stove that was burning with flames.

   "In fact, this is also a trick... The name is also very simple, and it matches your swordsmanship, so let’s call it a pan."

  Cheng Chubi shouted loudly while pulling his sleeves. He waited, all staring dumbfounded as the oil pan was placed on the fire.

  The dignified prince Li Ke's face turned green, and he quickly cast a look at Li De beside him.

  Li De quickly rushed to Cheng Chubi's side, muttering a few words in a low voice.

  Cheng Chubi hesitated, patted him on the shoulder and said. "Don't worry, just have fun and won't hurt your hands."

The Fang Jun next to    also leaned forward to chuckled and crooked, his face was pure and anxious.

   "That's an oil pan, when the oil is hot, everything will be cooked..."

  Cheng Chubi glared at him unhappily. "Don't worry, you think I'm a fool?"

   cast a look at Fang Jun, and pulled the kid away.

  Cheng Chubi imagined himself as the beautiful southwest. Every time he rushed to the market, he would appear in the posture of herbal medicine doctors and began to shout loudly.

  Fortunately, he didn't yell out that set of Youyi songs that he had listened to very skillfully when he was a child, otherwise it would be too influential to describe it.

  All of the Luzhou officials’ faces turned green, and they were all chattering with each other in their ears and crooked crookedly.

   "It's really oily...Goodbye, isn't this Cheng Sanlang crazy, right?"

   "Hehe... Old Cheng family, when do you think you were deceived? This kid is just like his father, maybe there are any monsters in that pot of oil..."

  These are rough men in the army who are familiar with General Cheng Da.

  The painting style of Luzhou civil officials on the other side has changed, and a group of civil officials are very nervous.

   Even many people simply turned their backs, and some people excuse convenience and can't bear to see such a scene.

  As for those people, they all stared at the oil pan with stunned eyes. Whether there is oil or not, everyone is not blind, so naturally they can see clearly.

  However, as Cheng Saburo scooped his sleeves and shouted, he soon forced the crowd back into the distance.

   Then I saw him squatting in front of the frying pan, humming and making a set of Nanquan-style blind gestures.

  There is no way. Others have to put on a gimmick when playing tricks. You can't Cheng Chubi jump up to a standard radio gymnastics or square dance, right?

  After showing off the set, she heard a woman screaming. "Look, the oil pan, the oil pan is beginning to roll..."

   "Oh my god, the oil pan is smoking. If that hand enters the oil pan, is it still a hand?"

  The leader of the dry lion man was also sweaty and nervous. The head of Xuezhou Lian could not help but leaned forward to Monza and whispered.

   "Uncle Meng, or you go up and persuade, otherwise, if there is something unexpected about Cheng Sablang, who is so favored by the emperor of Tang Dynasty..."

   "Cheng..." Monza also touched his beating heart, Nima, if something went wrong with this kid.

   Annoyed the general Cheng Cheng and the emperor of Tang Dynasty. I don’t know how many of them are left.

  When I thought of the hideous appearance of General Cheng, who was **** in the past, Mengzha couldn't stand it anymore.

  Two steps forward, just about to speak, he saw Cheng Saburo take out two coins.

   "Have you seen it, this is my Wude Tongbao made by Datang, I will throw it into the pan!"

   Cheng Chubi's voice fell, two copper coins fell into the tumbling pot, and then he heard Cheng Saburo let out a roar, making several gestures in succession.

   "I got off the oil pan, wow yeah..." I saw Cheng Chubi's big hand reaching into the oil pan.

  The eyes of all the people present were almost bulging out of their eye sockets, and they could clearly see that Cheng Chubi’s big hand stretched out the oil pan.

   Then it was still mixed inside, and then raised his big hand to the sky and then jumped wildly. Damn it!

  Nima, it feels so hot, it seems to be a little late to start, but fortunately, the grease fluttered by Cheng Chubi's powerful arm, just splashed onto the bodies of Monza and Luneng.

  Both of them looked at their shirts at the same time, and found a few drops of liquid immersed in the official clothes distributed by the court that they had specially put on.

  Lu was able to stare at the oil stains blankly, reached out and wiped it, leaning to the nose and smelling it. It is oil, 100% is oil.

  This is a real lady who dares to get into the pan...

  Everyone opened their mouths~www.readwn.com~ and looked straight at Cheng Chubi. Well, the oil temperature is actually not hot enough.

  But because he started a little late, Cheng Chubi’s arm had already started to turn red, and it was coupled with the layer of grease that had not been completely shaken off.

   Let everyone see his shiny red arm. Cheng Chubi looked at his arm with a black line, feeling like a unicorn arm.

  "Everyone, have you seen it? This is the copper coin that Cheng Mou fished out of the oil pot. I don't know the history of the government, but I am willing to let your subordinates give it a try."

   "If he can be like me and complete the trick of getting copper coins in a frying pan, then I can try it on the mountain of swords or the sea of ​​fire."

  Cheng Chubi swayed that greasy red arm and stood in front of a group of dumbfounded dumb people, squeaking and crooking for a long time, and turned his head.

   Seeing that the frying pan was no longer bubbling, it had begun to smoke, and made a look at Deng Chengxin.

  The trick assistant walked towards Cheng Chubi blankly, holding a large plate of **** slices in his hand...

   "???"

  (End of this chapter)