Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 88
"Everything here costs about 150, [-], or even [-] coins. If you are willing to buy it now, you can buy it at a discounted price of [-] coins. If you are willing to gamble, you can come and try your luck. "

"Ten coins for one time. If you win, you can take this thing. If you don't win, the ten coins will be mine..."

Jiang Mixia's eyes lit up after hearing Wei Wanshun's introduction, "Is there a carousel here?"

"Little lady, this is not a roulette lottery, but Guanpu." An elderly lady next to her explained with a smile, "Both the capital city and the prefecture city are quite popular, and our county also has it, but it's not as popular as there."

Off?

This name is very unique.

Jiang Mixia nodded with a smile, "I see."

"Ten coins once, if you hit the pounce, you can take away the things. If you are lucky, that person will die?" There were also people who met Guan Pu for the first time and asked questions.

The aunt laughed, "Who is so lucky?"

"That's right, since this person dares to do Guanpu business, he naturally has his way..."

Indeed, a buyer is not as good as a seller. Since this person makes a living in this industry, he must have some strengths in him.

As for whether this strength is due to luck or means, it is hard to say.

Many spectators shook their heads and left, and many couldn't take their eyes off those things, took out ten cents from their pockets, and tried it.

After a while, more than a dozen people tried it, but none of them could hit it.

But even if he missed the pounce, the stall owner Wei Wanshun didn't let others go away empty-handed, but gave him a shortbread, saying that it was a good start and he wouldn't be empty-handed.

They didn't hit anything, but they got a shortbread in the end. Those who were downcast also cheered up, thanked Wei Wanshun and left.

Song Jingyun watched this level with great interest, and tugged at Jiang Mixia's sleeve, "Lady, I reckon someone will be able to hit it."

"How to say?" Jiang Mixia raised her eyebrows. "You can see that after such a long time, no one has won. I guess there is a way in this business."

"It's been so long that someone won." Song Jingyun ate up the chestnut cake and wiped his hands with a handkerchief. "If he doesn't win any of them, wouldn't this business be impossible?" ?”

Some truth!

Even if it is a fake, one or two real ones have to be thrown out from time to time, otherwise, the lack of convincing power will prevent the people behind from being fooled.

Not to mention, the little son-in-law is much smarter now.

Jiang Mixia was very pleased.

The two were talking here, and Wei Wanshun came over, "Mr. Xiaolang, do you want to try it? It only costs ten coins once, and if you are lucky, you can get 150 coins!"

"Me?" Song Jingyun was taken aback for a moment, and when he was sure that Wei Wanshun was indeed calling him, he shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, I'm not lucky, so the ten cents will definitely be given to you for nothing."

"How could it be? I think Mr. Xiao Lang is surrounded by purple aura. He must be someone with great luck. He will definitely win." After Wei Wanshun finished speaking, seeing that Song Jingyun still insisted not to play here, he squinted his eyes, "Look. Come on, Mr. Xiaolang is a fearful person, and he is restrained by his wife, so he dare not even play with this."

"It's not that I'm talking about my little lady. When this man is outside, he still has to show some face. Don't control him too much, otherwise he will lose face and others will say that you are not virtuous..."

Say he can, but say his wife, no!

Song Jingyun's complexion suddenly changed, and he opened his mouth to argue, "My wife is very virtuous and treats me very well, so don't talk nonsense."

"Since you are good to you, why are you not even allowed to play with this? You know that Mr. Xiaolang loves face, but don't be too pushy. If you don't let play, you don't let play. If you are really good to you, you won't feel sorry for the ten cents. ?”

"You..." Song Jingyun's face flushed red with anger, and he turned to look at Jiang Mixia, "My lady, give him ten coins and let him have a look, you are not mean to me!"

Jiang Mixia, "..."

Just now, he praised the little son-in-law for being smart, but now he has fallen into the aggressive trick of the stall owner.

It seems that there is a long way to go to teach the young son-in-law.

But teaching also has to be taught at home, and we cannot talk about it here.

It's still necessary to save face for the little son-in-law.

What's more, the luck of the little son-in-law is the luckiest person she has ever seen. The stall owner wants to use aggressive methods to win business, and it seems that whoever loses and wins in the end doesn't seem to be certain...

Jiang Mixia thought for a while, and took [-] Wen from the purse, "Play three times, and we'll leave when we're done."

"Okay!" Song Jingyun raised his chin at Wei Wanshun, "Look, my wife is okay."

Wei Wanshun, "..."

Isn't this little man not smart enough?

His wife clearly treats him like a child and coaxes him here, but he is still happy here like something, saying that he is afraid of guilt and still doesn't believe it, it's really pitiful.

But the business has already been obtained, Wei Wanshun didn't say too much to Song Jingyun, smiled and took the money, taught Song Jingyun how to play Guanpu, and finally asked, "Which one do you want to pounce on, the guest officer?"

"I want that box of reunion." Jiang Mixia made the decision for Song Jingyun.

If the little son-in-law wants to come, he can choose what to eat.

Seeing Jiang Mixia's choice like this, Song Jingyun glanced at his wife.

Sure enough, my wife understands him!
"Come on." Wei Wanshun grinned, but slandered again for a while.

It's a shame to listen to his wife for everything.

Song Jingyun didn't think too much, just reached out to turn the turntable, "Then I'll start."

"Good luck." The stall owner said a word of compliment.

When the words fell to the ground, Song Jingyun shook the turntable vigorously.

The little son-in-law is not weak now, and after the turntable creaked twice, it wobbled to a stop.

When it finally settled down, the pointer was firmly on the red line.

Unbiased, without the slightest deviation.

"He hit it." Song Jingyun looked excited.

A large box full of big reunion pastries is here!

"bingo!"

Among the onlookers, someone shouted excitedly.

"It's been so long, it can be regarded as one of them."

"That's right, I said at the beginning that this pass is somewhat deceptive, but now it seems that it is not entirely true, there are still people in it."

"Then let's try it later?"

"Try it, it's only ten cents..."

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, Wei Wanshun came back to his senses at this moment, rubbed his eyes again, and quickly looked at the turntable.

Indeed, it was on the red line and hit.

But, it shouldn't be...

He has played tricks on this turntable. He wants to hit people, and he can hit people. If he doesn't want people to hit, even if the other party is very lucky, they won't hit.

But now, he didn't take the magnet away, so why did he hit it?

Is it possible that this magnet is not working?

　Guan Pu: Similar to paid lottery, it was very popular in the Song Dynasty, and the game became bigger and bigger. Some people even used houses, land, concubines, etc. as chips for Guan Pu, which is almost the same as gambling...

　　
　
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