Chapter 147: Old Daoist

There was business coming to the door, the boss Liao Mou's mouth couldn't close with a smile, his face was red, he stuffed two hundred yuan into his waist bag, pointed to the boulder, and said, "If you can move this stone, the tens of thousands of yuan will be left for you." ”

That being said, he really wasn't worried at all in his heart, this stone was not something anyone could move if they wanted to.

What's more, he can be so confident, of course, because Kuo has made a fuss in the stone, and what he said is only five hundred catties, but in fact it is more than that.

The strong man spat into his palm, rubbed his hands, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to do a big job.

"These tens of thousands of dollars belong to me. ”

He cheered himself up, and if he could win these tens of thousands of yuan, he could go out to eat and drink.

Seeing that he was full of interest, the boss Liao couldn't help beckoning everyone to step back, leaving him a wider space.

Seeing that the strong man was constantly warming up, probably in order to better exert his strength, he took a deep breath and adjusted his breath so that he could burst out with the greatest strength in an instant.

When he approached the boulder, he was full of confidence, and he was still quite confident in his strength.

Looking at the tens of thousands of dollars placed on the table, my heart was already happy, this stone is a boulder for ordinary people, and for him, it is no different from giving money.

"Yikes!"

I saw him squatting down, pouting his buttocks, holding the stone and exerting his strength to feed, his facial expression was even more distorted, and his face turned red with his teeth grinning.

"Huh?" the strong man's heart felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.

No matter how hard he tried, the stone didn't move for half a minute.

A satisfied smile appeared on Liao's mouth, what he wanted was such an effect, if there were a few more such fools today, then he would make a lot of money.

Originally, this small island was not so lively at night, but these days the situation is special, and the venue of the National Chef God Competition happened to be on their island, which brought a lot of traffic at once, and also made their business much better.

Liao even had a whim, and there was a game of pit people here, and there would always be one or two, and people full of curiosity were eager to try.

The strong man exerted three times in a row, but each time the stone did not move.

The green tendons on his face were obvious one by one, it was because of excessive force, the whole body was a little unbearable, dizzy, and the moment he barely stood up, he felt that the sky was dark, and the whole sky rotated with him.

"I said, big brother, can you do it? If you can't, let the others. ”

Or look at how many times he did it in a row, and obviously he couldn't lift the stone.

Isn't that a delay in his time to make money?

He had to take advantage of this time period to have a good search, and if he missed this point in time, there would be no so many fools.

The strong man's face was red, and he straightened up and sighed, "In the past, I helped people move stones and build houses in the village, and it didn't take so much effort." ”

At that time, he was carrying hundreds of pounds on his body, and he had no problem even walking a few kilometers, but today he can't lift this stone.

I don't have the ability, so I can only flash to the side.

The strong man disappeared into the crowd, but did not leave, always wanting to see which powerful person could lift the stone and take away the tens of thousands of dollars.

Seeing him retreat, Liao then shouted to the crowd, "Who else wants to get up and give it a try, maybe the next moment, you are the one who can take away these tens of thousands of yuan." ”

Liao slapped the money of a tower on the table, and the sound was particularly attractive, and several strong people stood in the crowd and were eager to try, but they didn't have the courage to come forward.

"I, Liao, am a real person, two hundred yuan a time, it is indeed a conscience price, in this society, two hundred yuan for a meal is gone, but now two hundred yuan can buy a chance, are you sure you really don't want to give it a try?"

He paced back and forth, blinking his eyes at a thin figure in the crowd, only to see the thin man nod, and then came out of the crowd.

It was an old man of about sixty or seventy years old, his face was full of wrinkles and folds, like a spider's web, and his small eyes were the size of mung beans, and he looked very unenergetic.

With long hair that is different from this era, he is meticulously tied up, dressed in relatively simple and ancient clothes, and his thin figure is blocked by wide clothes, and he looks a little fairy from a distance.

Now there are everyone on the island, and no one is surprised by such fancy costumes.

I saw the old man come over and also slapped two hundred yuan on the table, "The old man passed by Guibaodi and thought this game was interesting, but he wanted to try it." ”

Liao nodded and made a gesture of please.

"This old man is very old, and it is estimated that a gust of wind can blow it down, and he is really crazy about money. One woman said.

"Isn't that the case? The sturdy man in front of me didn't lift it up, and with him, I was gone. Next to her stood a woman of about the same age, echoing, and spitting the peel of the melon seeds on the ground to express her disdain.

"Don't say that, I think he's a bit like a cultivator, maybe he can really succeed. ”

A young man next to him expressed his opinion, he felt that people should not be beautiful, and the sea should not be measured.

Just like the sturdy guy just now, it looks like a power-type character, but in fact, it's useless, and it's really blind to the muscles all over the body.

As soon as this person who looked like an old man went up, the people around him talked about it, and most of them were disdainful, thinking that they were crazy about money.

But there is a small group of people who maintain their own opinions, and everything else is possible.

"Drink!"

The old man, who was not favored at all, directly lifted the stone weighing five hundred catties with a force, and his face was not red and his heart was not beating, it was easy, as if he didn't use all his strength.

"Damn, won't I? Am I hallucinating?"

"Is this still an old man? It's awesome. ”

"Bring me my phone, I'm going to take a picture of this. ”

"Don't stop me, I want to worship this old man as a teacher. ”

"It seems that the world is so big, and I am ashamed of myself as a young man. ”

The crowd was like a frying pan, and everyone was so surprised that they wanted to pick out their eyeballs on the spot.

The first is that the boulder has never been lifted up so far, and the second is that the old man looks like he can be blown down by a gust of wind, and most people have no hope in him at all.

But all of this did happen, right under their noses, and it was all false to say that they were not surprised.

I saw that after the old man lifted the stone for a while, he fell heavily to the side, and the concrete floor was directly smashed into a pit.

No one dared to question the weight of the stone, and they all hid beside it, and their huge mouths opened in surprise, and they couldn't close for a while.