The man took out a hundred-dollar bill and said, "I don't play again and again, I just pick ten numbers! You can give me all the ginseng from the 80th to the 89th!"

According to his mind, the probability of this serial number is always greater than that of a single number.

After waiting until the ten ginseng sticks were in his hand, and after carefully identifying them for a while, the stall owner really made the stall owner say that they were all garden ginseng, not to mention wild ginseng, and even the skin of the understory ginseng was not stained at all.

"Damn, I really don't believe in this evil!"

After the stall owner made up the ten ginseng sticks, the man took out another hundred yuan. This time, instead of choosing a serial number, he chose a number in each of the ten digits. But the result is still exactly the same, all garden ginseng.

There were people in the crowd who recognized him and jokingly said: "Liu Er, did you touch a whiteboard widow last night, why are you so lucky!"

The man was also a little frustrated, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't play anymore!

"Let me do it!"

One walked out of the crowd, took out ten yuan, and said, "I'll try my luck with these ten yuan." Just choose the number eight, and the picture is auspicious!"

After getting the ginseng, the man looked at it and exclaimed in surprise: "I didn't expect me to be so lucky that I actually chose a ginseng!"

The ginseng used to make this kind of game will naturally not be those high-quality goods, and the price is only forty or fifty yuan a piece, but the stall owner saw that the person only spent ten yuan to take away a ginseng, and his heart still hurt a little, and said: "Your luck is really good, if you don't come a few more hands, maybe you can get wild ginseng!"

"I'm already satisfied with being able to get a forest ginseng, so let's give the opportunity to get wild ginseng to others!"

That person was quite an understanding person, and knew that since people dared to play such a game, they would definitely not do a loss-making business, so he accepted it when he saw it, and returned to the crowd with the ginseng.

Seeing that someone really chose a forest ginseng, the onlookers were interested, and people kept coming up to choose the number. Although one or two people took the understory ginseng, most of them still went to the garden ginseng, and as for the wild ginseng, it did not appear at all.

Could it be that there is no wild ginseng in these ginseng at all?

Ling Zikai's heart moved, and he quietly released his consciousness.

Because those garden ginseng are all artificially planted, they do not contain the essence of heaven and earth at all, so in the image in Ling Zikai's mind, it is impossible to appear light spots, even those understory ginseng only leave a few small red spots, vague, unable to distinguish the specific location.

The only bright spot that can see a little bit of Mars is probably the wild ginseng, which is pitifully low in terms of brightness.

For ginseng of this quality, Ling Zikai naturally did not pay attention to it. He whispered to the cuckoo: "Sister, do you want to go forward and try your luck? I will tell you a number, it will definitely bring you a surprise!"

Du Juan knew that Ling Zikai had already identified the good numbers of those understory ginseng and wild mountain ginseng, if he went up to guess the number, he would definitely hit every shot, and the stall owner would not die at a loss. He shook his head at the moment and said, "Forget it, it's difficult to do business now, and it's not easy for people to come up with such a promotional idea, so let's not make trouble for him!"

Ling Zikai saw that Du Juan was not interested, so he stopped talking.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun saw Du Juan and Ling Zikai whispering there next to him, thinking that he was talking about love, and his heart was sour.

Remembering that the old man had made a decision, and he had no drama at all, he was depressed, so he stepped forward and walked out, saying, "Let me try!"

When Ling Zikai and Du Juan saw Zhang Jun walking up, they thought that he also wanted to try his luck, but they didn't care, and wanted to see with interest whether he could choose the forest ginseng or the wild mountain ginseng.

Zhang Junyi chose five numbers in a row, and all he got were garden ginseng.

Su Guoer looked a little anxious next to him, and shouted: "Brother Zhang, your luck is too bad! Let me help you, I think you can choose No. 52, and you will definitely get a forest ginseng." ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you once!"

Zhang Jungang wanted to choose the number Su Guoer said, but Ling Zikai's voice came from his ears: "In my opinion, let's choose No. 57, it must be a ginseng." ”

Zhang Jun heard Ling Zikai's very confident tone, glanced back at him, and said in his heart: "You think you are a monkey with fiery eyes! Besides, why should I listen to you? You asked me to choose number 57, and I still didn't choose it!"

Zhang Jun directly ignored Ling Zikai's reminder and chose No. 52, but what he got was still garden ginseng.

In the following number selection, Ling Zikai reminded him a few more times, but Zhang Jun ignored him at all. Originally, Ling Zikai reminded him to choose a few numbers that he wanted to choose next, but because he heard Ling Zikai's reminder, he abandoned him.

Ling Zikai also saw that Zhang Jun seemed to be deliberately making trouble with himself, and thought to himself: This kid has abandoned his past suspicions against me on the surface, but I'm afraid he is still haunted in his heart. But for the sake of this little thing, why bother, the heart is too small-minded.

In fact, even if Zhang Jun bought all the ginseng on the stall, it wouldn't cost much, anyway, he was just happy, and Ling Zikai would no longer remind him.

It seems that Zhang Jun's luck is too bad, and he has selected more than 20 numbers in a row, all of which are garden ginseng. Later, even he felt disappointed.

Zhang Jun gave the stall owner a total of 300 yuan, and after calculating, there were still four chances to choose the number, so he said to Su Guoer: "I won't play anymore, Su Guoer, come on!"

Su Guoer responded happily, and after coming out to take Zhang Jun's seat, he turned his head and asked Ling Zikai: "Brother Ling, which number do you say I should choose?"

After the ginseng numbers placed on the stall are selected in each round, the stall owner will cover the stall with a piece of cloth when filling the number, and then rearrange the ginseng numbers after scrambling them. For those who choose numbers, there is no rule at all, and it depends on their own luck.

Moreover, the people who choose the number are standing two meters away from the stall, even if you have a lot of experience in identifying ginseng and have good eyesight, but at such a distance, it is difficult to find those ginseng among the more than 100 ginseng with very similar appearances.

Su Guoer naturally wouldn't know that Ling Zikai had ancestral god consciousness, as long as all objects within the scope of consciousness could leave an image in his mind, he could easily discern the attributes of any object.

Zhang Jun didn't choose any of the numbers reported by Ling Zikai before, and all of them were selected.

Now that he has made his choice, Zhang Jun wants to see if Ling Zikai is blind, or if he is really 100% sure.

When Ling Zikai saw Su Guoer asking himself, he smiled slightly and said, "I think you will choose No. 52!"

Su Guoer was stunned for a moment when he heard this, didn't he recommend this number to Zhang Jun before, but what he got was garden ginseng. Now Brother Ling, why did he let me choose again!

Although he had doubts, Sugol still opened his mouth and chose No. 52.

After getting the ginseng seedlings in his hands, Su Guoer immediately shouted: "Wow, Brother Ling, I really asked you to choose a forest ginseng! ”

Ling Zikai did not refuse, and directly reported two numbers.

As a result, two understory ginseng were selected.

If it is said that Lin Xia ginseng was selected for the first time, it can also be explained that Ling Zikai's luck bumped into it, with some accident. But the latter two numbers selected the forest ginseng at the same time, so it is impossible to say that it is simply by luck.

The onlookers looked at Ling Zikai and began to talk in a low voice.

Even Zhang Jun couldn't help but look sideways at Ling Zikai: "Could it be that he really has a pair of fiery eyes and can see which branch is the forest ginseng and which is the garden ginseng?"

Although he was uncomfortable with Ling Zikai's feelings, he had to admire it.

"There's another chance, Brother Ling, you just just select that wild mountain ginseng!"

Su Guoer got three ginseng in a row, and he got a little carried away proudly, and shouted loudly.

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