Chapter 14: Campfire Party

  Yang Zilu opened the cloth bag, inside were four coins made of bronze, but they weren't the familiar "Kong Fang Xiong" from TV dramas, nor were they knife coins. To be precise, they were Ge coins! The shape was exactly like a spearhead, just without the long wooden handle and smaller in size. Yang Zilu picked one up, about 7 cm long, shaped like a 'y'. It was very light, probably around 10 grams or so. But shouldn't there be five coins left? Why were there only four Ge coins?

  Yang Zilu suddenly realized that the Yue state also had a distinction between large and small coins. There was one coin that was about 12 cm long, and to prevent it from being too thin, its thickness was appropriately increased. Overall, its weight was roughly equivalent to twice that of the original small coin. This coin should be worth two small coins.

  Although it looks very large, in fact, a Vietnamese ??ng coin is extremely light, and even when added up, it does not weigh as much as two modern coins.

  When it was time to eat, Zheng Dan also came back, but he also brought Yi Guang. It turned out that Zheng Dan had taken the initiative to invite Yi Guang to eat bear meat. Yang Zi Lu said straightforwardly: "Uncle Zheng, Auntie Zheng, I think we should just call everyone in the village to come and eat bear meat! After all, they helped a lot today!"

  Zheng Datian naturally didn't have a choice, but having a feast in their small courtyard was impossible, the place was too small! So they moved to the village center's small square to set up the feast, everyone was called over, five cauldrons were set up to roast bear meat. The bear's internal organs were also put into a large bronze pot from who-knows-which household and started boiling.

  Every household contributed what they could: some offered grain, while others brought out homemade fruit wine.

  Yang Zilu did not expect a simple banquet to turn into a wild party in the blink of an eye, probably because ancient people's nightlife was relatively monotonous. Everyone sat on straw mats, holding wine cups in one hand and engaging in lofty discussions.

  Yang Zilu was the most popular person here, firstly because he was considered half the host, and secondly because most of the food was provided by Yang Zilu free of charge. No matter what, everyone had to come over and thank him politely with a cup of water wine. Secondly, Yang Zilu was telling stories, and his storytelling was very vivid. He didn't speak like the literati of this era, who liked to use elegant classical language to show off their knowledge. His colloquial speech could naturally attract ordinary people who couldn't even recognize a single character, and of course, the story Yang Zilu chose was one of the Four Great Classical Novels, "Journey to the West".

  "Look at this monkey! He doesn't care about the size of his official position, nor does he worry about his salary, but he just emphasizes this name!……” Yang Zilu didn't know if it was because of the wine or if he was too excited, his face flushed red as he danced with joy. The villagers listened in a daze, occasionally letting out excited shouts.

  "Hum! Deceptive words to deceive the public!" Mr. Zhao couldn't help but let out a cold hum, and it's unclear whether it was jealousy or something else. With a flick of his sleeve, he left the banquet early. Yang Zilu still didn't know that he had become the object of envy because of his temporary role as a storyteller.

  Speaking of the Buddha's arrival, Yang Zilu suddenly lowered his voice and said with a smile: "Want to know what happens next? Wait for the next episode!"

  "What? No way!"

  "Right! Young Master Yang, you said so!"

  "How is the Great Sage Equaling Heaven? Is that Buddha powerful?"

  One after another asked, one after another begged, Yang Zilu just wouldn't say. Yang Zilu's voice was already hoarse from speaking, what else could be said? If he continued to speak, he would become mute!

  It was Zheng Dan who maintained Yang Zilu, standing up and saying: "That's enough! Big Brother Yang has been talking for over an hour, do you want Big Brother Yang to become mute?"

  The villagers heard this and felt the same way, hastily apologizing: "Young Master Yang, we missed out on this one. But next time there's an opportunity, you must tell us about it!" The villagers then dispersed.

  Yang Zilu couldn't help but wipe away the sweat on his forehead, this storytelling master was indeed not someone ordinary people could be.

  However, Yang Zilu clearly still hasn't escaped trouble. His handsome appearance, tall and straight physique, elegant demeanor, and the super high martial value hidden beneath his seemingly weak body (killing a bear with one punch?), as well as his noble title, although it's that of a fallen aristocrat. In other words, Yang Zilu is simply the white knight prince in the eyes of all women.

  Yang Zilu had just drunk two cups of slightly sour and sweet fruit wine when someone came over.

  "Yang Gongzi! Will you dance with me?" It was a girl with long hair, although not as beautiful as Zheng Dan or Yi Guang, but still very pretty, with two red blushes on her face, bravely grasping Yang Zilu's hand, half pleading and half requesting.

  "Yang Lang! Dance with me tonight!" Another young woman, no, should say a young matron, around twenty years old, with a pair of proud and fierce eyes, yet having a face as calm as a peach blossom, simply an ancient version of an "onna"! Yang Zilu remembered that she was probably a widow from the village. Her words were even more fierce, using 'Lang' to address Yang Zilu.

  "Master! The night is dark and endless, tonight..." But in this world, there's no such thing as the most ferocious, only more ferocious! Although she looks like she's only twelve or thirteen years old, her figure is not inferior to that of an eighteen-year-old girl, and more importantly, she's seductive... A pair of jade rabbits, tightly attached to Yang Zilu's arm, their lips almost touching the side of Yang Zilu's face, as if they were about to kiss.

  Yang Zilu is so happy! It's really true that wine doesn't make people drunk, but people get drunk by themselves!

  But because in an instant, one person was shattered...

  "Get out!" Zheng Dan, once a gentle and elegant lady, transformed into a fierce tigress, her stick dancing in the air. The beautiful woman immediately scattered and fled, leaving Yang Zilu alone in an instant.

  Yang Zilu's eyes twitched slightly as she smiled at Zheng Dan and said: "Ah Dan! Let's dance!"

  "Get lost! And don't dance with any other girls either! Or else..."

  Zheng Dan perfectly explained what it means by "gentle during the day and fierce at night".

  Yi Guang quickly ran to Yang Zi Lu's side, tiptoed and whispered in her ear: "Ah Dan drank wine! After she drank it, she became like this! Don't oppose her, or you'll be the one to suffer!"

  "Never mind, I'll just go home and sleep!" Yang Zilu said with a bitter smile.

  However, halfway through the walk, Yang Zilu decided to take a bath instead. It was summer and the weather was scorching hot, so even if she didn't move, she would still sweat profusely. Yang Zilu also washed her clothes at the same time. While washing her clothes, Yang Zilu slapped her forehead! "Oh no! Where's the soap?"

  It seems he should think about what clothes he wears to Zheng's house...