The more the three of them looked at each other, the more they seemed to be unable to help but start whispering.

But this matter really wronged Fang Zhengyi.

After all, no matter how small he is, there is no need to chase Guo Tianyang for a long time, and the two of them have no deep hatred.

The main reason was that when the painting was made, the painters in Taoyuan County created them completely according to Fang Zhengyi's description.

According to Fang Zhengyi's idea, it is best to choose an old and fat man.

Fat can make you look rich.

Old, you can appear authoritative.

Guo Tianyang has such an image, and more importantly, he always smiles and looks very friendly. Although Fang Zhengyi always thinks that this old thing is insidious, he can't resist it and looks like that piece of material.

As he spoke, he turned off and the painter's pen began to tilt towards Guo Tianyang's face.

Fortunately, I added a pair of beautiful beards at the end, which made the advertisement only look seventy-seventh-minute.

Although it was getting late at this time, more and more people were gathering in the square.

In addition to some beautified decorations, there are also some practical installations in the square.

For example, a bonfire.

Because there were no electric lights, there was definitely no way to do this in ancient times, so Fang Zhengyi ordered people to build iron railings and surrounded several places in the square, specifically for placing bonfires.

A large number of places for torches are also set up around the square, and a large number of water tanks are also set up for accidental fire extinguishing.

I tested it for two nights in advance, although it was definitely far from reaching the modern lighting effect.

But basic lighting is enough, and the constant flashing of fire adds a special atmosphere.

With the stalls that are constantly hawking in the square, the atmosphere of nightlife is already very strong.

The three cabinet masters looked at the scene curiously, and their faces couldn't help but smile with knowing smiles.

The living atmosphere in Banshanfang is really strong. Not to mention anything else, you can already see some clues from the expressions of the people.

Just... so many bonfires feel a bit dangerous.

There was still some time before the lottery began, and the three cabinet masters couldn't help but start walking in front of the stall.

After all, I have been away for most of the day and have not eaten any food, so I have to make some food before I have time.

Soon, three old men stood in the crowd and started eating.

Li Yansong sighed: "I didn't expect that Fang Zhengyi has a lot of skills. This square paved with stone slabs should not be cheap... If I were in Pingkangfang, I wouldn't dare to stand on the street to eat."

Zheng Qiao and the others ate the cake and nodded in agreement.

Soon, the long-awaited lottery session was about to begin.

The three old men held the prize ticket, and a little expectation rose in their hearts.

Although there is not much money... everyone subconsciously thinks that they can win the five hundred... five taels of silver.

Beat the drums and drums and suona and walk onto the big stage of the Banshan Square.

At the same time, two officials worked hard to move a transparent box to the stage. Behind the box was a shaking handle, inside it was a fan-like structure, and there were dense small pieces of paper.

The host made a brilliant appearance with the sound of gongs and drums, and the audience immediately cheered.

This host is a storyteller discovered by Fang Zhengyi in the workshop. Not only is he very eloquent, but he has long-term performance experience and also has a good bel canto skills.

In an environment like a square, it is also a physical job to let everyone hear their voices clearly.

It’s really hard to take this great task without a pair of iron lungs!

The host walked to the stage with a happy look on his face. Everything on the stage had a very modern stage meaning, but the position where the microphone was originally set up was replaced with a big speaker.

"Everyone! Please be quiet!"

The host's voice was clearly amplified through the speaker and reached the ears of everyone in the square.

The square suddenly became quiet.

"I believe everyone has been waiting for it for a long time. I announced that the first bonfire party in Banshanfang has officially begun, and the lottery will be held soon!"

"This bonfire party was sponsored by Wang Laoer's kitchen knife, and Mr. Sai, who loves the emperor more patriotic than me, and the invincible young master Li."

"If you cut vegetables, use Wang Laoer, and Laoer's kitchen knife is hard!"

"Puff!" The tea that Li Yansong had just bought was sprayed out immediately after drinking it.

What a mess?

Mr. Sai... Mr. Li? I heard these two names from Banshanfang for seven or eight times. After the host introduced them, the three cabinet masters immediately reacted.

That shameless Mr. Sai must be Fang Zhengyi! Then Mr. Li is the prince, is he still running?

It's embarrassing...it's all thrown on the street!

After the advertisement was finished, there was another burst of gongs and drums on the stage.

The host shouted: "Okay! We have to do another event before the lottery draw! Have you all brought the prize ticket?"

"Take it! You're so fucking hard!" There was a tsunami below, and there were various jade sounds interspersed with broadcasts.

Fang Zhengyi, who was in the first row of the audience, shook his head helplessly. Dajing people were so impatient when they first came into contact with stage advertisements.

This is a disease! It needs to be cured!

"Okay! Then everyone should have seen the special symbols on the prize ticket. Let me explain the meaning of the symbols to his family to facilitate everyone to redeem the prize!"

"If I win the prize but don't know it, wouldn't it be a pity!"

"Come on! Get the props!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, two large wooden signs slowly lowered from above the stage, one with 1 and the other with 1.

There is a hidden part at the top of the stage, and several people are busy working on the scaffolding, and their main job is to load and unload wooden signs.

Behind the stage, someone pulled a rope to control the lifting and lowering of the wooden sign.

The host talked eroticly: "Look at the word on my right, it is the number we usually use, that is, one! one of one of one of two, three, four!"

"Everyone read it with me, remember how to write this word, and write a stroke and a horizontal stroke and call it!"

The audience below shouted like their dead father, and everyone was holding their faces.

Didn’t he fucking say the lottery? Why did you come here to teach me how to write?

"Everyone, don't be impatient. Look at the text on my left below. It also means one. This is the special number on our prize ticket."

"Come on, everyone, follow me..."

"Fuck you! I remember! One horizontal line is one, and one vertical line is one! Next!"

"Next! Next! Next!"

The crowd below started to stir up again.

The host looked at Fang Zhengyi awkwardly.

Fang Zhengyi also waved his hand and asked him to go to the next one.

There is nothing to say about one or two, it’s over soon.

The host flipped the hanging wooden board one side, revealing the second number behind it.

The host started talking to himself, and the people below were as if they had lost their parents.

But in a helpless manner, I still have to draw a lottery later, so I can only learn by biting the bullet...

The three cabinet masters in the audience had already dulled their eyes, and the situation in front of them seemed to be beyond imagination...

Fang Zhengyi actually took the opportunity of a lottery to teach the people!

This...isn't this the legendary education of all nations...?
Chapter completed!