saw the overly good-looking young man in a maple red robe saluting them, and said with a smile: "Only the juniors are blindly casting, so you don't have to follow." ”

Several people were stunned by this laughter, and after reacting, they couldn't help but secretly say "rampant".

He casts blindly, but he doesn't ask others to vote blindly, isn't this no one in sight!

At this time, the guy in the building hurriedly stepped forward and explained in a low voice: "You don't know, this is the son of a thousand families—"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched his eyes with a smile, but he didn't say it explicitly, but he had already made everyone understand.

Co-author...... It's only blind casting.

When they looked at each other, no one said anything more.

In the end, it is inconvenient to publicize this kind of thing loudly, otherwise the other party will not be blindfolded.

Sympathy is secondary, after all, it is better to be honest with the son of the Jinyi Wei Qianhu family.

And in this way, if they don't follow the blind throw, they are a little invincible, but no one can find fault with anything.

Eyes are innate, and if you can't see yourself, you have to come out to play pitcher, and if you lose, can you blame others for not letting him fail?

Anyway, it's estimated that they will lose in one game, and then they will be better than theirs.

At this time, Wang Shouren took an arrow and gently knocked the copper kettle.

When I knocked on the first sound, I said, "This is the neck of the pot." ”

Canglu listened intently and nodded slightly.

The people in the building saw this scene and were all attracted.

What is this doing?

Wang Shouren knocked on it for the second time: "This is the pothole." ”

"This is the pot holder."

"This is the left ear, this is the right ear."

Canglu said, "Write it down", took the arrow handed by the little girl, lightly gestured twice in the air, and then threw it.

"Dang!"

The arrow enters the pot and makes a crisp sound.

"Good!"

When it was still quiet, the girl's not loud cheer was particularly eye-catching.

Hearing this familiar voice, Canglu turned his face and grinned in the direction where Zhang Meishou was, revealing a row of beautiful white teeth.

The young man sitting next to Qi Zhang also raised his eyes and looked over.

When I saw the appearance of the girl who was half leaning against the fence and wearing a willow blue dress, I couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

How is she?

At this time, the chatter in the building was full of applause.

"Just give it a try, if you really want to try, naturally you have to ask your seniors first." Canglu said.

The 'seniors' looked at each other.

The man's voice came out at this time: "Ladies and gentlemen, you can place your bets." ”

"Girl, are we going to bet?" Ah Li asked.

Zhang Meishou said: "Naturally, I want to go down, and I will bet all the money I brought on Ah Lu." ”

It doesn't matter if you lose, it's all about supporting Ah Lu.

Ah Li hurriedly responded, poured all the silver in the purse and a silver ticket on the tray, and counted and recorded it by the man.

Seeing this, Liu Qingjin also joined in the fun.

The guy at the next table was a little hesitant.

Childe actually wants to learn from the cousin girl to bet all the money he brought, but does Childe know how much silver he brought? -- Including the silver ticket, it is a full two thousand taels......

And he heard the rules in this pitcher, if he encounters blindness and both ears, he will easily double it.

Although a few thousand taels of silver is nothing to the Song family, when the old lady left Beijing, he could explain it, he could eat and drink, but he couldn't gamble with prostitution, and this pitching pot was also a gamble, right?

So, the little guy quietly only put fifty taels up.

Although the son of the Cang family voted beautifully at that moment, he was just lucky, and he still had the upper hand if he couldn't see it to the end-

And look at those people again, they are clearly a veteran of the Chinese industry, and they cheekily agreed to invest in the blind with regular investment, which makes it clear that they are here to win silver.

He had just listened to the next table, but he had bet three hundred taels on one of them.

Therefore, the son of the Cang family is simply giving silver.

Two thousand taels is too much, and fifty taels for nothing is not a lot.

In this way, the little guy doesn't have to worry about losing more, and he is also interested in watching the pitcher with his son-in-law.

But the more I looked, the more dazed I became.

Why...... Ten shots in one game, all the sons of the Cang family have hit?

The atmosphere in the building was then high.

"Hit again!"

Ah Li clapped her hands and said excitedly: "Girl, look, this is called binaurals?" ”

At this time, many people on the fence had already stood up in shock and poked their heads to look downstairs.

Song Fuqi was even more dumbfounded.

At first, he was just betting for fun, but he didn't expect to really bet on the treasure!

Cousin's side...... What kind of hidden fairy friends are these!

What is it about suddenly feeling that you don't deserve to stand with your cousin at all?

But these worthless losses were soon overshadowed by the joy of winning the silver—

He is not short of silver, but when he turns it over, it is not a small amount!

In a few days, my grandfather will arrive in Beijing, and then he will be able to show off his wealth.

And the little guy next to him was already crying without tears at this time.

At this point, where is there a reason that I don't understand - at first, it was not luck at all!

Sure enough, after three rounds, the winner is the son of the Cang family.

It is already noisy, and most of the wrong bets are sighing, and a few people who have no grace have even begun to scold.

These people obviously didn't come for the poetry meeting, they didn't win the silver as they wished, but lost their capital, and they were holding their breath in their hearts.

A few people who thought they were still a little powerful, pondered about going back to teach the pot thrower a lesson, so that they could get out of their evil spirits. So he sent someone to inquire about which bastard boy was so uninteresting.

"Master, I inquired, it's the only son of a family surnamed Cang."

Several men glanced at each other, and they were all speechless.

If you want to say that, it does seem that there is a little bit of uninteresting capital......

In the hall, listening to the sound of discussion in his ears, Canglu calmly untied the blindfolded black cloth.

Everyone only thinks that he has extraordinary skills, even young and frivolous, and grandstanding, but who can imagine that he is just an emotionless tool to win wine.

"Give the wine to Miss Zhang at the table next to me."

Canglu preached to the obedient guy on the side.

When he handed over the wine to Zhen Zhen, his errand for the day would be considered a complete one.

Dude should come down.

Wang Shouren helped his friend back to the second floor.

On the table, Song Fuqi was looking at the silver being sent on the tray in a daze.

"Why is there only so much?" He asked the little guy in confusion.

The little guy smiled stubbornly: "The little one thinks that there is something unreasonable, so he doesn't dare to bet too much......"

Song Fuqi was immediately furious when he heard this.

"What do you think? Who wants you to think! ”

He wants his cousin to think!

What my cousin thinks, you can't go wrong -

He had a good way to get rich, but he was cut off by this stupid thing!

The silver won less, to say the least, is enough for Sister Jing to eat roast duck for a lifetime!

Well, speaking of which, I suddenly want to eat roast duck.

Eating this plum blossom wine, should it be very good?

"Idiot, go buy five roast ducks!" Song Fuqi was so angry that he kicked over: "Run faster!" ”

"Yes yes yes ......"

The little servant grabbed a handful of broken silver and hurried away.

At this time, the guy went up to the second floor with a jar of peach blossom wine.

It's just that he couldn't get close to Zhang Meishou's table, but he was stopped by a green-clothed maid.

"Wait—"