Chapter 16: The First Pot of Gold

There is a large overpass 1,700 meters in front of No. 17 Middle School, which is about 120 meters long and 5 meters wide.

There are countless stalls here, including those selling balloon masks, antique jade pendants, and game stalls such as throwing circle shooting, and there are also many gambling endgames.

Pedestrians are bustling with people, and there are many people standing in front of each stall. There is a large flow of people here, there are many stalls, and the competitiveness is also great, so the price is cheap and the profits are quick to turn, and people who like to take advantage of some small advantages often come here to hang out and shop for things.

People nearby have given the bridge an interesting name - Taobao Flyover.

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"Take a look at it, the stall owner has lost money to make a deal, how much money he makes, as long as you guess how much the ball is in that bowl, the stall owner will lose you."

The fat man stood in front of the stall and shouted hard, but no one came, and occasionally interested people took a look and found that there was no one in front of the stall, so they didn't stop.

The fat man asked dejectedly: "Brother Sheng, there is no one after shouting for a long time, or forget it."

Wu Ansheng squatted on the ground and played with the ball, "Don't worry, wait for the plane to come over, there is no one now, others are afraid of being liars, so they dare not come to play."

A few minutes later, a group of colorful thugs came over, and instead of going straight to the stall, they were wandering around idlely.

The plane stumbled upon a gambling stall here, and pretended to be very interested and brought his younger brother over.

Wu Ansheng is very satisfied, not bad, there are things, and he knows how to design a reasonable appearance, he is a talent.

The rainbow heads of the gangsters caught the eyes of passers-by, who saw these people walking towards the stalls and followed them to join in the fun.

The plane squatted in front of the stall and lit a cigarette, "Boss, how do you play with this thing? There is not even a rule, Lao Tzu can't understand it."

Wu Ansheng explained with a smile: "It's very simple, I'll put the ball in my hand into one of the three bowls, and then cover it and change the position."

You bet and guess the ball, guess right, I will lose as much as you bet, guess wrong, and the bet will be mine. How's that, isn't it easy?"

Huang Mao came over to cheer, "Brother Airplane, let's have fun, the third brother's field was sealed a few days ago, let's pass the time here."

God, third brother, you kid play a lot, you play a lot, you play a lot.

The plane took out a thousand yuan from the leather bag under his armpit and threw a hundred on the stall, "You start, I'll look carefully before I get off."

"Okay boss, you have to watch carefully", Wu Ansheng put the ball into the bowl, and then changed the position without hurrying, and it was easy for people with good eyesight to guess.

The plane's eyes were not good, he didn't understand, the plane looked at Wu Ansheng with a puzzled expression, his eyes were talking: Brother Sheng, didn't you send money to attract people first? Where is the ball?

Wu Ansheng went back to the past through the radio waves: I can't see this speed clearly, eat, no matter how slow it is, others will know that it is childcare.

is still yellow-haired and witty, "Brother Airplane, the one on the far left, it must be the one, you believe me."

The crowd of onlookers chimed in: "I also look at the one on the left, so I'll buy that one."

The person with bad eyes retorted: "What do I think is the middle, young man, you bet on the middle, definitely the one in the middle".

The plane bet the money in front of the bowl on the left, "I believe my brother, that's all".

"Buy it and leave it, I'll open it", Wu Ansheng slowly opened the porcelain bowl, and a small ball was lying in the bowl.

Passers-by are happier than planes: "Hey, I really hit, I knew it was on the left, I knew that I was also a hundred, and there would be a hundred in a few seconds, so what class would I go to."

Wu Ansheng took out a hundred yuan from his bag and paid it to the plane, but the plane didn't seem to look down on the hundred yuan and didn't take it.

"Throw it on the ground, go on, bet two hundred this time", passers-by were amazed at the courage of the plane.

After this round of buying, the plane won again. Two hundred to four hundred, the plane still did not take the money, continued to bet, and the third round was also won, four hundred to eight hundred.

At this time, there was still no one to bet, and the onlookers were persuading the plane to take the money and leave, but the plane was unmoved.

After the start of the fourth round, Wu Ansheng hid the ball, and he had to lose at this time.

Huang Mao confidently pointed to the bowl in the middle, "Brother Airplane, bet on the middle, throw it all down, and one thousand six will be in hand."

The plane casually dropped the money in the middle, and took a puff of cigarette.

Wu Ansheng opened the porcelain bowl, there was nothing, and the eight hundred yuan of the plane was lost.

Passers-by hugged the plane unevenly: "Boss, are you cheating, I just saw the ball in the middle, you can't afford to lose, right?"

"yes, I saw it too, the ball was in the middle."

Wu Ansheng was not angry, and said with a smile: "Everyone, this ball is in the bowl on the right, you are wrong."

Wu Ansheng picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the bottom of the bowl on the right, and when he opened it, he put the ball in the bowl, and Wu Ansheng picked up the porcelain bowl to show passers-by.

"How about it? This stall boy is not deceived, there is absolutely no fraud, whether you can make money or not depends on your eyesight."

The plane didn't care much about the eight hundred yuan, and took out two hundred for Wu Ansheng to continue, and played a few rounds to win and lose, but the plane still made a few hundreds, and at this time someone had already bet.

The climax of the story is when the second batch of nurseries comes, this second group of people is even more sassy, several people are wearing sportswear and holding basketballs in their hands, as if they have just come back from the basketball court, and they see so many people around here, and they also crowd in to join in the fun.

These people exchanged the remaining five hundred for ten dollars and twenty fifty change, and followed a few scattered passers-by and planes to huddle together to play.

A lot of people wanted to join in, but there were no seats, and this group of basketball students played a few rounds, and everyone won money, as little as ten yuan, as much as a hundred.

Then the thin man in the lead spoke, "Let's go, I'll take it when I see it, and I have my pocket money for next week."

The passers-by next to them were envious, and when they saw a few little children leaving, they hurriedly joined in to grab a seat, for fear that they would not be able to catch up.

The group of yellow-haired people on the plane also took advantage of the chaos to get out, so the cutting of leeks began.

Wu Ansheng stared at the bets in front of the bowl to kick off, trying to let those who bet less win, and some of the ones who had been losing would occasionally make them turn over.

Da Zhuang and the fat man have never stopped, they have been collecting money and losing money, they are busy and sweating, and their thick coats are soaked with sweat.

The leeks that were cut at about eight o'clock are now almost eleven o'clock, and the street lamps under the overpass have dimmed, and this group of people is still addicted to them, and they are not tired at all.

The fat man's bag is full of money, it's almost time, it's time to end.

Wu Ansheng didn't continue the movement of his hand after opening it, and stood up and hugged his fist at passers-by.

"Everyone, it's not too early, the last three, the person who loses the most in this round, can play three bets of one hundred for free later, and close the stall after playing, and continue at seven o'clock tomorrow night."

Passers-by were not dissatisfied with Wu Ansheng's words, on the contrary, they felt that this young man was very disciplined.

The most money lost was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, and he lost more than 3,000 alone, but the money seemed to be a drop in the bucket for him, and he was just looking at Wu Ansheng's eyes with great interest.

Other people who lost money were only a few hundred at most, dozens at least, and some people who made a few hundred small profits stopped in time and secretly rejoiced.

This one put the man in the suit under a thousand and lost, and the next three Wu Ansheng let him win all and spit out three hundred.

Wu Ansheng rolled up the cloth on the ground and packed up his things, "Everyone, it's not early, everyone go back early to rest, and at the same time tomorrow, see you or leave."

Passers-by hadn't had enough fun, but no one stopped them, just muttering that they must come early tomorrow.

Those who lose want to turn over, and those who win want to win more, that's gambling.

Wu Ansheng packed his things and led the fat man to prepare to join them on the plane.

The man in a suit and leather shoes walked towards Wu Ansheng, handed him a business card, and introduced himself: "Friend, I am Wei San, the general manager of Anyang Hotel, and I am very interested in your Qianshu just now. Do you want to come and do things with me? At least 100,000 a month, think about it?"

, is there really such a person as the third brother?

Wu Ansheng shook his head and refused: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested."

Wei San smiled and nodded, watching Wu Ansheng and his party go away.

The fat man whispered, "Brother Sheng, do you know who you rejected just now?"

Wu Ansheng didn't care: "Isn't that what you said about the third brother?

Da Zhuang took over the conversation: "Brother Sheng, Wei San is not a powerful person, but the person behind him is powerful, Anyang Hotel is a five-star hotel, which belongs to the industry under Anyang Group."

And Anyang Group is the real behemoth, it stomps its feet in Beijing, the whole country has to tremble, and the industries involved in Anyang Group are very wide.

Real estate, retail restaurants, hotels, nightclubs, and even entertainment companies have their new Anyang Media company this year to promote a 17-year-old newcomer.

In short, there is nothing that the Anyang Group cannot do in Shangjing, and no one or any enterprise dares to provoke the Anyang Group."

Wu Ansheng was very puzzled, not confused by Anyang Group.

"Da Zhuang, how do you find out about the Anyang Group? Is there anything else you don't know?"

Da Zhuang smiled awkwardly, "Brother Sheng, the newcomer they are supporting is called Xia Jinyan, Yanyan is my goddess, I am worried that they will harm the goddess, so I specially went to understand the Anyang Group."

Gan, isn't your goddess Liu Huayi? a half-hearted scumbag.

I, Wu Ansheng, disdain to be with you, I am loyal to my feelings from the beginning to the end, even if I live to be eighty years old in this life, I only like beautiful sisters.