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Chapter 335 The Inexpensive "Tokyo Houbao" (Part [-])
Chapter 333

Wang Yang returned to the room, sat on the edge of the couch next to the iron stove, rubbed his hands with emotion. "What the hell is it today? The feng shui is wrong? It's all these confusing club names..."

"The name of such a club is normal. Wan doesn't think there is anything wrong with it. It's like our Cuju club. Isn't the name quite distinctive?"

After Wang Yang thought for a while, he slapped his thigh. He must never succumb to the power of those ugly forces.

"But that's better than the old Han's family under the small cross bridge. Such a long name, no, there must be restrictions. The limited team name cannot exceed five characters, otherwise there may be another "Tokyo Bianliang West side small" later. The old Han’s Cuju team at the east end of Hengqiao, what’s going on?”

"...Are we being too lenient?" Wan Bin looked at Wang Yang, who was full of justice, and asked dumbfoundedly. "What if people don't want to?"

"If you want to change it, you have to change it, or if you don't change it, you have to change it, otherwise he will not participate in this spring Cuju competition." Wang Yang stood up and was about to go over to inform the applicants. At this moment, he saw Zhao Ji. Prince Duan rushed in with a gossipy face.

"Brother Wushan, it's a big deal. Something happened in the court again." Zhao Ji shouted at Wang Yang as soon as he entered the room.

"What happened?" Wang Yang was taken aback.

"Mr. Dongpo played a big game today, and he doesn't want to stay in the court anymore, so he asked for a transfer." Zhao Ji rushed into the room, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it down.

"External transfer? It seems that Mr. Dongpo can't bear the pressure anymore..." Wang Yang couldn't help but sigh. It seems that Mr. Dongpo continued to walk on the old road of history.

Su Dongpo finally couldn't take it anymore, and was criticized by countless old party officials day and night. In a rage, he asked the empress dowager for a transfer, but the empress dowager persuaded him to stay in court.

However, this really proves one thing, that is, Su Dada is already a little discouraged. She originally thought about having a big fight after returning to the court, but she didn't expect that since she recovered from her injury and went to work, she has been acting like this every day. Who can bear it.

Su Da was just full of blood and righteousness, and he was not as thick-skinned as Wang Yang. After being scolded too much, he became disheartened, and felt that it would be more carefree to go outside instead of staying in the court.

Zhao Ji smashed his mouth and sighed helplessly. "That's right, no one can bear to let people pour dirty water on their body all day long, and in the past few years, Mr. Dongpo's life has been more carefree and happy when he left his official position. It's not like this court. Intrigue, fight for profit..."

Although Wang Yang hoped that Su Dongpo, a literary giant, could stay in Bianliang, Tokyo, he could only persuade him at most, and it was up to the other party whether he would listen or not.

However, with idol Su's temperament of roaring when he sees an uneven road, it is indeed easy to offend people if he stays in the court. With his prestige, he must be able to live a more carefree life than in the imperial capital.

The old party above the court, I am afraid that I also hope that this pioneer of the old party is better to continue wandering around in various places, which is better than gossiping in the court all day, criticizing one's own people. many.

"We can't take care of Mr. Dongpo's affairs, but regarding the Cuju Club competition, your majestic Prince Duan will give you some refreshments. Come on, let me show you something..." Wang Yang walked to the side and opened a A wooden box, and a round cloth bag was taken out from inside.

"Isn't this just a Cuju ball? Hey, this seems to be a little different from what we usually play. It feels a little heavier." Zhao Ji took it in his hands and felt the brand-new ball, which was made of hexagonal leather. His face was so novel that he couldn't help but start to bump with his feet.

"Okay, it feels really good, full of elasticity, but it feels a bit heavy, not like the cuju ball between us." Zhao Ji is worthy of being an old driver on the field, and he quickly found this kind of strong ball Shortcomings.

"That's because in the past our Cuju balls were mostly used for playing tricks, so they were mainly light and agile. The consequence of lightness is that if the ball is kicked a little further, it will be easy to float and difficult to control, and because The reason why the filling and sewing inside the Cuju balls are unqualified is that they are easily damaged. It is common to break one or two in a game..."

But this kind of cuju ball does not. It uses the best tanned cow slope, and it is all hand-sewn. The stuffing inside is neither inflated pig urine foam nor thatch that is easy to get wet It is made of tougher bamboo strips.

"This kind of ball is stronger than our usual cuju ball, and there will be no embarrassing situation where we shot the ball hard two days ago and broke it."

"That's alright, little brother, I'll try it out first to see if it's really what you said..." Zhao Ji picked it up with his feet deftly, caught the ball with his hands, and rushed out impatiently .

Zhao Ji came to the open space outside the door and started bouncing the ball enthusiastically. After seeing Wang Yang come out with a helpless expression, he shouted, then sent the new ball up with the back of his foot and flew towards it. Wang Yang, who was several meters away, flew over.

Wang Yang went out to meet the incoming ball, and stopped the ball steadily. Seeing Zhao Ji, who was on the opposite side who was eagerly rushing to hook, he looked like he was looking forward to welcoming Feixiu Bian Mu. Well, it’s okay Zhao Ji didn't know the image of Bian Mu, otherwise he might stick out his tongue out of curiosity to make gestures.

Wang Yang kicked the ball over with a chic swing of his legs.And Zhao Ji caught it steadily.This guy simply asked the brothers Liang Shicheng and Tong Guan to be his sparring practicers. After playing until he was sweating, he reluctantly ran back to the house and took a big mouthful of cold water.

"Sir, this kind of ball is really good. Although it is heavier than the previous cuju balls, its speed has become much faster, and it is full of flexibility..." As expected of a faint king, except for being an emperor, he is very good at other things , at least after playing for a while, you can experience the difference between this new ball and the old Cuju ball.

"Well, since I think it's good, then we will classify this kind of ball as a game ball." Wang Yang nodded, then turned around and asked the cobblers to step up production.

At any rate, it is a competition with an investment of nearly ten thousand guan, and there are not three or five hundred game balls, but there must be one or two hundred.Because today's balls are all handmade, in order to prevent quality problems from causing no balls to play on the field, five or six balls are prepared for each game.

The fifth issue of "Tokyo Houbao" was close to [-] copies, and it was still swept away in the shortest time.But now, people in the streets and alleys are talking about those characters in "Feng Shen Yan Yi", whether it is the white-haired Jiang Ziya who just married an ugly and evil fat woman.

And it is precisely because of the existence of stories like "The Romance of the Gods" and "One Thousand and One Nights" that the sixth issue of "Tokyo Houbo", which is the sixth issue that finally started charging, did not appear. The kind of sales that everyone imagined plummeted.

There were [-] copies of the sixth issue of "Tokyo Hou Bao". Before noon, the "Tokyo Hou Bao" sold for only three cents and had been sold to countless readers of "The Romance of the Gods" and "One Thousand and One Nights". Swept away.

(End of this chapter)