Chapter 11

Kaifeng Prefecture, jail,

Bai Yutang was currently lost in hesitation.

Because she hadn't seen where Zhang Cheng had pulled out the self-heating hot pot and the cola.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Watching Bai Yutang lean in beside him, her hands fumbling around, Zhang Cheng hurriedly panicked.

He had thought that the ancients of the Northern Song would be very open, but he hadn't thought they would be like the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties!

"Where did you pull this stuff out from!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in surprise, Bai Yutang asked, her face full of curiosity.

"None of your business!"

Reaching out his hand to press on Bai Yutang’s face, Zhang Cheng pushed her away and continued his actions.

Watching Zhang Cheng’s disdainful appearance, Bai Yutang stared at him and said, "If you don't tell me, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Oh? You want to blackmail me?"

Looking at Bai Yutang with disdain, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sneer.

When he first arrived in Florida, he dared to rob his own snakehead and planned to be a fierce bandit.

Now that he had come to the Northern Song, could he still be bullied by a cellmate?

Looking at Zhang Cheng’s appearance, Bai Yutang walked to the cell door and took out a wire.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the cell door lock was pried open.

Looking at this scene in shock, Zhang Cheng didn't even care about his self-heating hot pot and immediately stepped forward, saying, "No, Brother, how did you do that!"

"Want to learn?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with contempt, Bai Yutang couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"Yes, I really want to!"

Looking at Bai Yutang excitedly, Zhang Cheng hadn't expected that there were talents everywhere in the Kaifeng Prefecture jail.

If he learned this skill, wouldn't he be able to rob whoever he wanted in the Northern Song in the future!

Situ Yaozu: Cousin, didn't you want to rob the money shop after you turned over a new leaf?

Zhang Cheng: ...

"That thing of yours is not bad!"

Pointing at Zhang Cheng’s self-heating hot pot, Bai Yutang smiled.

"Come, Master, you eat first!"

Looking at Bai Yutang respectfully, Zhang Cheng became serious.

Because he knew the importance of a skill.

Uncle Li said, in the 21st century, what is most important? Talent!

"Wow, so spicy, so spicy!"

Reaching out to fan the air, Bai Yutang clearly hadn't eaten chili before, sweating profusely and sticking out her tongue.

Opening the cola, Zhang Cheng handed it to Bai Yutang and said, "Try this, it relieves spiciness!"

"You want to poison me?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Bai Yutang watched the cola still bubbling and was dumbfounded on the spot.

Looking at Bai Yutang with a twitching mouth, Zhang Cheng really wanted to strangle her if it weren't for the fact that he hadn't learned the skill yet.

After all, who uses cola to poison someone!

Taking a sip himself, Zhang Cheng handed it to Bai Yutang and said, "It's fine, drink it with confidence!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in confusion, Bai Yutang finally couldn't bear the spiciness and took a sip of cola.

However, just as the bubbles surged in, Bai Yutang’s eyes shone and she said, "This... burp."

Just as a long breath was exhaled, Bai Yutang immediately gave a thumbs up and said, "Delicious!"

"Then Master, this..."

Rubbing his hands, Zhang Cheng looked at Bai Yutang with a smile.

"Wait until tonight when you go out with me, I will teach you personally!"

Patting Zhang Cheng on the shoulder, Bai Yutang smiled.

"Tonight, go out?"

Looking at Bai Yutang in confusion, Zhang Cheng didn't notice anything wrong at first, but then suddenly froze on the spot.

Because they were in the Kaifeng Prefecture jail; how could they go out?

Just as Zhang Cheng looked at Bai Yutang in disbelief, a smile like a flower appeared on her face.

Under the bright moonlight, everything returned to tranquility.

Sitting on the straw on the side, Zhang Cheng was thinking about his next development route.

Take the top scholar exam? Hmm, impossible!

Never mind the literary top scholar; if Zhang Cheng could have his name sung outside the Donghua Gate, he wouldn't have gone to Florida to play "zero-dollar shopping."

As for the martial top scholar, that’s even less worth mentioning. There were only less than 293 martial top scholars in history!

What concept is that? Less than half of the literary top scholars!

After all, there were 652 literary top scholars!

The last martial top scholar was named Zhang Sanjia, who held a 180-jin saber and could perform saber flowers!

Yes, that’s right, the kind of playing around as if it were a toy!

Back then, Huo Yuanjia, the number one in Tianjin, had invited him to a battle, but was directly sent flying by Zhang Sanjia!

And here, it wasn't an adjective, but a descriptive word; he was really sent flying!

So, taking the literary top scholar exam, you won't necessarily die, but for the martial top scholar, you really have to risk your life!

And in history, there was only one top scholar who was both literary and martial, and that was Liu Bicheng of the Song Lizong period!

Liu Bicheng: If you don't understand the Four Books and Five Classics, this top scholar also knows a little bit of martial arts!

"Do I have to wait for Song Huizong to land? Otherwise, this is not easy to handle!"

Rubbing his chin, Zhang Cheng appeared a bit hesitant.

"Forget it, let's get money first? At worst, I'll go rely on Grand Preceptor Pang!"

Thinking for a moment, Zhang Cheng had already set his strategy.

That is, money paves the way, first give the officials of the Great Song a visual impact!

Zhang Cheng: If money can't solve a problem, then you should solve the person!

Situ Yaozu: Cousin, is this a proper "solve"?

"Hey, wake up!"

Patting Zhang Cheng, Bai Yutang quietly came to his side and said.

"You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what do you want to do? You don't want to 'go up against a man', do you!"

Looking at Bai Yutang suspiciously, Zhang Cheng wrapped his clothes tightly in worry and said, "I don't play with men!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a twitching mouth, Bai Yutang clenched her fists and said, "Shut up, follow me!"

After saying this, Bai Yutang opened the chains on the side.

Looking at Bai Yutang in shock, Zhang Cheng couldn't believe that this person actually wanted to escape from the Kaifeng Prefecture jail.

You have to know, the current Kaifeng Prefecture is guarded by Bao Zheng and Zhan Zhao!

A moment later, Zhang Cheng stood outside the Kaifeng Prefecture jail, turning his head in hesitation, and then couldn't help but spit,

"Pah! What Kaifeng Prefecture jail, it’s not even as powerful as Fox River Prison!"

Speaking with disdain, Zhang Cheng lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled the turbid air.

Watching Zhang Cheng’s actions, Bai Yutang reached out her hand and said, "Give me one to try!"

"You really want one?"

Looking at Bai Yutang curiously, Zhang Cheng asked.

"Hurry up, we still have to go to Grand Preceptor Pang’s mansion next!"

Pulling Zhang Cheng, Bai Yutang smoked and coughed continuously.

"Wait, go to whose place?"

Looking at Bai Yutang in shock, Zhang Cheng was dumbfounded.

He had just been thinking about how to rely on Grand Preceptor Pang, but in the next second, he was going to rob his house!

Don't ask Zhang Cheng how he knew; asking means Bai Yutang’s lock-picking skill had already proven she was a thief!

However, when Zhang Cheng looked at Bai Yutang, he froze.

As a thief, she actually lived in the Kaifeng Prefecture jail. Good heavens, this hand of "darkness under the lamp," even Bao Zheng would have to check the surveillance!

Carefully avoiding the street patrol, the two arrived at Grand Preceptor Pang’s mansion.

Looking at the high walls, Zhang Cheng looked left and right, planning to find something to get in.

But Bai Yutang had already leaped up in one step.

Watching the other party jump in easily, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but widen his eyes and say, "Damn, this Kaifeng Prefecture jail is truly full of hidden talents!"

"Offended, Grand Preceptor Pang. I didn't want to do this, but since I’m here, who can I blame!"

Jumping in with a bamboo pole, Zhang Cheng followed Bai Yutang and began to fumble around.

After all, as a Grand Preceptor, Pang Ji should be very rich!

Unaware that he was about to be robbed by his future subordinate, Grand Preceptor Pang was still lying in the arms of a maid, enjoying the tenderness.