The news of the lottery rice spread quickly on this street, and slowly, more and more people came to watch, and the atmosphere began to be warm.

The nearby business people closed the stalls and ran over, and the people in the back row couldn't squeeze in and set up a stool to probe their brains inside, and some were originally shopping, and they also gathered around when they saw the excitement here, and they looked at the black pressure from the front.

Yang Bo saw that the fire was almost over, so he shouted loudly, "Who will try their luck first?" The first one can be touched four times! Four times! Think about it, just a penny! One stone of rice! Move out if you touch it! One penny of silver and one stone of rice, there will be no such shop in this village after this village, everyone, what are you hesitating about......"

"If you have money, you must hire more childcare next time!" Yang Bo saw that no one came forward, and he couldn't help but regret it in his heart.

"What if you hit the first time and the next few times?" An eldest lady obviously heard the flaws in Yang Bo's words. Yang Bo couldn't help but pouted secretly when he heard this: "Think beautiful, right?" Just one stone, the shopkeeper of Mijia is already about to run away......"

"You can touch it! If you're lucky, you'll get three stones of silver for a penny! Yang Bo turned his face and raised his hand without hesitation, as if swearing to the enthusiastic face in front of him

"As long as you are lucky, you can touch a penny of silver three times, touch it three times, and take all three stones of rice! But......" he deliberately lengthened his voice again, "If you made love with the lady last night, then it's better to go to burn incense and bathe and come again......"

There was a burst of laughter around, and Yang Bo spoke a little bit of crepe, but everyone understood what he said, although no one had moved, but the temptation of one dollar of silver and three stones of rice lingered in their minds, even if they won once, they would get rich?

"I'll come first!"

A diminutive creature squeezed in, laughing all the way through, and everyone must know him

"Zhang Xiaoyi, I just went to Qin Xiaoniang's house last night, right? You dare to come to this too...... This betting? ”

This Zhang Xiaoyi is the owner of the nearby Xiaoyi cloth shop, who is lustful and afraid of guilt. I just hooked up with a widow recently, but I never wanted to be eaten to death by that widow, and I was teased by the neighbors for this. Zhang Xiaoyi was not angry, and after squeezing in and throwing a penny of silver, he rolled up his sleeves.

"Four times?"

"Four times!"

Shopkeeper Jia looked at Yang Bo's pen holder full of small notes a little depressed, isn't that his own thing? He looked back and saw that the brushes on the counter were scattered across the table. He was in a trance, and was slapped on the shoulder heavily, "Shopkeeper, start collecting money!" ”

With Zhang Xiaoyi, a budding bird, the rest of the matter is much simpler.

Yang Bo carefully controlled the scene, if he didn't earn enough money, the note that wrote "Zhong" and drew a circle would definitely not be thrown in, but how to make these people spend money without regrets is a science. Fortunately, Yang Bo has some research on the psychology of surnames, and with some exposure from later generations, the scene is now maintained quite well.

Shopkeeper Jia hasn't reacted from the confusion yet, but as soon as Yang Bo threw him, he followed mechanically, and after a while, he had already collected several pieces of broken silver in his hand, and Shopkeeper Jia was afraid of losing money, so he went to the counter to take a small nickname and clip it out.

Zhang Xiaoyi touched the four coins of silver thirteen times in a row, and he didn't even touch a fart, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, he touched it from his arms for a long time, and took out a piece of silver and slapped it heavily on the table...... Lao Tzu still doesn't believe in it today! ”

How do you know that Yang Bo didn't let him try his luck again, but comforted him softly: "Brother Xiaoyi, don't try it if your hand is not going well today?" Otherwise, Brother Xiao Yi will be early, how about I give Brother Xiao Yi one more chance here? ”

Originally, Zhang Xiaoyi spent a night with Qin Xiaoniang last night, and he was not very confident in his luck, coupled with the soft words of Yang Bo and the neighbors, the desperate energy just now went down, and he was sullenly squeezed aside to watch the excitement.

Seeing that the yellow table paper in the pen holder was rolled down a lot, many people who were watching began to move.

The injustice in front of him touched so much, and the chance of touching himself was much greater, and under the temptation of Yang Bo with words, many people who had made up their minds to wait and see also began to secretly take out the silver from their bodies and weigh it, how did they know that Yang Bo had already made a move, and the paper scroll below was crushed to death, but the exposed ones were placed at will.

There were more people who tried their luck, and Yang Bo's gambling business ushered in a small **, and soon, the paper roll of the pen holder went down by half.

The heat is almost over, and many people around who have not touched it have gradually complained, and more importantly, the money received now is enough to pay for two stone rice, Yang Bo knows that it is time to let the sweetness go out.

Yang Bo quietly threw a paper scroll with circles in it by shaking the pen holder, but what he didn't expect was that most of the people who came to touch the prize happily stretched out their fingers to the lower layer to try their luck, but the winning one was thrown on it, and no one won the lottery in a row.

The whispers around him began to get louder, and the voices of doubt became much louder

"Liars ......"

"Let's report to the official to ......"

The shouting and scolding came and went.

"Hit! Hit...... Li Erlang is lucky! The crowd suddenly erupted with a burst of surprise, which made Yang Bo, who was at a loss, feel a lot more relaxed.

The winner was a young man, he had a pleated skirt around his waist, and there were some black and red blood stains on the skirt, he looked like a butcher shop guy, and the funny thing was that the emotions of the people around him were even more excited than Li Erlang, who won the prize.

Li Erlang was so happy that he only cared about moving rice but forgot that there were two more lottery chances, and under the kind reminder of the people around him, he touched his palm, and spit on the palm and rubbed it.

"Medium, Medium, Medium"

"Oops......"

Yang Bo was secretly amused, in the shouts of the people around him, Li Erlang pumped twice in a row, but unfortunately he didn't have the luck just now.

Yang Bo categorically rejected Li Erlang's plea, and the people around him also made uproar, so he had to secretly make up his mind, and he would come to line up early in the morning, and he would have one more chance to draw the lottery.

In the envious eyes of the people around him, Li Erlang was satisfied with putting a stone of rice on his shoulder, but he didn't leave, just carrying more than 100 catties of rice and smirking and watching from the side.

Yang Bo took a moment to settle the silver of three stone meters with Shopkeeper Jia, and Shopkeeper Jia was stupid with his mouth open since he received the first money, and he was not too excited to even receive the interest of one or two five. He saw with his own eyes that Yang Bo came to Fu Ji Rice Store empty-handed, and now not only has he paid off the rice money, but he seems to be collecting money non-stop? It's too fast, isn't it? The shopkeeper Jia, who had been making money all his life, began to fall into a deeper confusion.

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