The host, she focuses on farming

Chapter 1439

"...To talk about this sharpshooter, there is actually one more person I have to mention."

The storyteller shook his head on the stage, probably because he had talked too much about this topic, and the people below were not interested.

Only a few or three people asked curiously, "Who is it?"

Without waiting for someone to answer, a tea drinker by the window gave the answer directly.

"...Of course it's the Third Prince."

"King Tuo fought on the battlefield in the early years, relying on his superb archery skills. It is said that the third prince's arrows hit every target without fail."

Hearing that this topic was discussed about the Third Prince, Ye Zhi, who was already interested in the Third Prince, pricked up his ears.

The storyteller didn't get angry when he was interrupted, he took over the conversation naturally, "Indeed, this person is indeed the Third Prince, speaking back then..."

Before the storyteller had time to continue, another person beside him interrupted, "Everyone says that the archery skills of the three princes are unparalleled in the world, but who has seen it?"

This is tantamount to denying the Third Prince's title as a marksman.All the people in the teahouse looked sideways, and it was a burly man who was speaking. He didn't look like a teahouse shopper at all, but rather a quack who drank heavily in a restaurant.

Everyone in the teahouse looked at each other, "This..."

I have to say that what the big man said makes sense.Rumors only say that the third prince hits all the shots, but it was on the battlefield, and no one in the capital has ever seen it.

Even the storyteller didn't know how to respond to these words. After all, what he said were rumors, which meant that he had never seen them himself. They were all hearsay and his own understanding, and they made up stories one by one.

If he really had to say one, two, three, he couldn't do it.

"Oh, so you haven't seen it before."

Seeing the sudden silence in the teahouse, the burly man seemed to understand something and couldn't help but mock.

"It sounds so powerful. If it was in our grassland, everyone would be a sharpshooter. The third prince you mentioned would be an idiot in our grassland."

He gulped down the tea boldly, with a prairie in his mouth.

Now everyone understood that this person should have come from the grassland country in the west.

No wonder he was so defiant and unruly.

After knowing this, everyone subconsciously wanted to ignore it, but they didn't expect that the burly man fired the map gun again, "Before I came, the elder said that the Central Plains area has outstanding people, now it seems that the elder is lying to me, this place, It’s really pretty, but this guy…”

Although the latter words were not clearly stated, as long as you think about it carefully, you will know that it must be belittling again.

Most of the people present were men, and being a man is bloody. Hearing this, they couldn't help themselves, and wanted to stand up and argue, but the burly man was really strong, and just glanced over, so that everyone dared not act rashly .

Seeing that the burly man was not pleasing to the eye, Ye Zhi gently put down the tea bowl, hesitating whether to make a move.

At this moment, a young tea drinker by the window smiled slightly.

The sound is very small, but it is still very prominent in a quiet teahouse.

The burly man immediately stared at him, "What are you laughing at?"

"Am I smiling?"

He didn't even look back, his eyes fell on the scenery outside the window.

"The third prince's archery skills are indeed unparalleled in the world. If you have any doubts, the autumn hunt will be held in seven days. The third prince will definitely participate. If you are lucky, you can see it for yourself."

(End of this chapter)