I watched a short shadow puppet show with great interest, and walked around the candy blower's stall behind a group of children's buttocks, and squeezed into the crowd of applause to enjoy a dragon and lion dance.

She simply spent four copper dollars, bought twenty darts, and played a shooting game at a stall that looked like a small workshop set up on the spot.

The stall owner was a young man with a thief in his eyes, and he looked like a very shrewd kind.

He found a large place and set up a small tent, the front of the tent was wide open, and a line was drawn beyond which the dart thrower had to stand. If you cross the line, even if the dart is missed, it will not count.

On the side of the tent facing the portal stood a tall and wide wooden plank, on which balloons of different colors and sizes were lined up from top to bottom.

Standing outside the line, players throw darts and, if they pop a balloon, pick their favorite toy from the abundance of toys hanging on the other two sides of the tent.

Don't think that this game is so simple, this stall owner has a lot of eyes, and he has played some tricks to increase the difficulty of the game.

He deliberately chose a backlit place to set up a stall, and the whole tent was made of opaque black cloth, and the tent did not bring its own light, only the door was bright. The player who paid the money stood outside the boundary, facing the dazzling rays of the sun shining directly into them. The sun is scorching, and people don't see anything very real.

Even people who play darts at a good level are trapped by these external factors, and there are times when they play abnormally.

"Poof-bang-" Coriander throws darts exaggeratedly, and also has its own sound effects, one throw is accurate, it is simply amazing, so that the people around are amazed and amazed.

When the stall owner saw a master, he was immediately stunned.

His whole person is not good, but Coriander is having a lot of fun. Six of the twenty darts in her hand have been thrown by her, and the darts are not missing. Pierced six balloons with great precision.

According to her play, even if the stall owner puts all his net worth into it, it is not enough for her to play for a day, so it is better to send the whole stall directly to her.

Whining. If you don't take her to play like this, how can he still do business to support his family!

The stall owner originally wanted to give the coriander color and scare her away, but when he saw so many people around him, he couldn't pull down this face.

"Poof-bang-bang-"

I'll go. actually showed one hand and two birds with one stone!

A dart came, and two balloons exploded in front of the stall owner's eyes.

Seeing that the coriander still didn't stop, the stall owner immediately rushed over, blocked in front of the coriander, pretended to be pitiful with her with a sad face, shook his head and waved his hands and begged: "Don't play, don't play, please don't play-"

Cilantro was unhappy, "I've paid for everything, and there are so many darts that haven't been thrown." Why don't you let me play anymore? ”

She spends money here, isn't she just trying to be happy?

The customer is God, and if he doesn't serve God, God will not make him happy.

The stall owner hurriedly recovered the remaining dozen darts in Coriander's hand, and slapped the four copper dollars that Coriander had given him intact into Coriander's hand.

"Here's your money, I'll give you four more copper dollars—" The stall owner invited the coriander to the tent, folded his hands together, and begged her for mercy as if he were telling his grandmother. "You can pick the things on this top, my little ancestor, after picking the things, please leave quickly!" Finally. He didn't forget to add, "Don't come again!" ”

The stall owner silently kept the face of coriander in his heart, and secretly swore that he would meet her again in the future and resolutely not do her business!

Coriander held eight copper dollars in one hand and scratched her head in the other. It came too suddenly. She was caught off guard, there was such a good thing.

Cilantro picked up a hideous ghost mask with a rather Japanese atmosphere from the tent and put it on her face, and put on a set of clothes and hats hanging on the tent, and wore a big wooden sword on her waist.

The whole person was wrapped in a wide robe, she thought she was dressed like a samurai, and she was a hedgehog in the eyes of others.

The highest level of martial arts is loneliness, and Cilantro wants to be a lone ranger, but there is someone who has been destroying her painting style.

Does she dare to say that that person is not herself?

Cilantro stopped, turned abruptly, drew her big sword and pointed it at the man who had followed her all the way.

"If you follow me again, I'll go to the patrol room to report the crime!"

Cilanna used her big sword to hold the hat that was pressed down in front of her forehead, and the two black eyes under the eyes of the ghost mask looked at the man who was following her from the bottom up.

The other party is dressed elegantly, meticulously, quite scholarly, his hair is combed smooth and neat, and the whole person is dressed in a very foreign style, but his expression is dull and wooden.

Coriander looked at his decent face and sighed in her heart.

Although she had never seen this man alive before, she remembered this face-

That day, I went to his house with Boss Qu to change clothes, and Coriander saw this man in his family photo.

That's right, this person is Boss Qu's son Qu Cheng, who is said to be a professor in a certain college and teaches Western economics.

Recognizing this person's identity, Cilantro changed her attitude and became polite, "May I ask you what's the matter?" ”

Channel Cheng was silent for a long time, his eyes were impartial, staring straight at the coriander, and then said, "Where did you learn your dart skills?"

Coriander was stunned, it turned out that this guy had been eyeing her as early as when she was playing darts.

She opened her mouth, and before she could speak, she heard the channel Cheng say again:

"Forget it, that's not the point." He took out two oceans from his pocket and handed them to the coriander, "This is your reward, come with me." ”

Coriander finally realized how difficult it was for Boss Qu to have such a son, and it was sad that he was not yet a year old, and his face was full of vicissitudes and his hair was gray.

After so many years, how much heart he has to break for this son!

Channel Cheng looks like a scholar, and he still likes to give orders, and he doesn't just ask for other people's opinions.

Coriander didn't look at the silver dollar in his hand, and crossed his arms and dragged it and said, "Give me two pieces of candy to eat, just want me to take it away, do you think I am a three-year-old child!"

With a slight grip of his hand, he put the silver dollar back in his pocket.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said, "I'll give you a chance to make money, do you want it?"

"You talk about it first, what is the way to make money?" Coriander listens.

She has recently received a lot of commission from Commander Qu's cake shop, and she doesn't mind charging an extra extra amount of extra money from the surname Qu.

"I need you to use your dart skills to defeat three people, and the prizes you win will be yours except for Blue Marie."

Channel Cheng's words were ambiguous, but Cilantro could tell that he was going to take her to participate in a challenge.

"What's the prize?" She had to wonder if it was worth the trip.

Guan Cheng touched his chin, and his expression finally changed slightly, "Except for Blue Marie, I don't know what the other prizes are." However, I remember that last year's prize was a set of four famous books inlaid with gold leaf, a pair of blood jade bracelets, and a few others, which together were worth a total of ten small yellow croakers. ”

A small yellow croaker is enough to have one or two gold bars, and ten small yellow croakers together are a big yellow croaker. What kind of challenge are these damn rich people playing, and the prizes are so huge!

Coriander was impressed.

She seemed to have seen the picture of herself holding a bunch of small yellow croakers in her arms, full of loads.

High pay, high return.

Thinking of this, Coriander became a lot more sensible, and always felt that those valuable prizes were not so easy to take.

She couldn't help but ask the channel Cheng, "It's that simple? Just play darts? Is there no registration fee? ”

"It's as simple as that." "You can just play darts," he didn't expect Cilantro to do anything else, "There's no registration fee, you just follow me into the arena." ”

"So what are you waiting for, go wow!" Coriander seemed more anxious than the channel cost person, and she kept reminding the channel along the way, as if she was afraid that this kid would regret it, "Okay, you want that Maria, and the other prizes will belong to me!" ”

Channel Cheng corrected her one by one, "It's Blue Marie!" ”

It doesn't matter what kind of blue Mary or red Mary it is, Coriander just needs to make money and take this opportunity to make a fortune, maybe before Coriander is discharged from the hospital, she can rent a small yard.

Coriander is holding a ghost mask and daydreaming beautifully.

Channel Cheng recruited a two-person rickshaw, and looked at coriander before getting into the car, "Are you wearing this?" ”

He didn't know if the appearance of coriander would scare others.

Coriander helped the hat, "This is all it takes." ”

In modern times, most of those who win the lottery do not expose their identities and make a strange appearance to receive the prize.

Cilantro thinks that in order to maintain a sense of mystery, she can emulate those people, saving her from unnecessary trouble in the future after she does win the jackpot.

From now on, it's better that no one knows her identity.

Following the coriander, the channel became a rickshaw and reported the destination to the driver, "Go to Baiyuemen." ”

"Poof-" Coriander almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and immediately had the urge to jump out of the car and run away.

Baiyuemon!?

What is this called?

Coriander, who was originally full of fighting spirit and confidence, instantly became a scum with negative combat effectiveness after hearing the words "Baiyuemen".

If you don't want to do anything, you can come to anything!

Channel Cheng didn't notice her strangeness, "What should Your Excellency call her?" ”

Coriander gritted her teeth, "A ghost-faced samurai wearing a hat in a robe!" ”

For the sake of a huge prize, she fought hard!

"The name is very special......" (To be continued.) )>