Crunch ~ crunch ~~

At eight o'clock in the morning, the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion opened on time and officially started business, and the depressed old black was once again in dire straits!

White, green, blue, red, four pairs of different color wooden boxes are located in a row, in front of which are lined with dense human heads, crowding almost all the space in the store, and even a needle may not be able to be inserted!

Outside the store, too, a school of sardines was densely packed, blocking the street almost completely.

The main road is blocked, the passage is blocked, and the pedestrians who want to pass by will naturally be stopped, but there will inevitably be many pedestrians who want to figure out the situation under curiosity.

After some inquiry, a new face will appear in the pile of sardines, and the street will be almost filled with pedestrians!

The atmosphere of madness is constantly permeating, the streets are crowded, the buzzing conversation is even more noisy and dizzy, some people with poor physique are even about to coma under the scorching sun, but under the huge temptation, they still grit their teeth and insist, refusing to retreat!

Twilight time!

Stuffed the last customer in the store into the flow of people outside, and after closing the door of the store, Lao Hei couldn't help but feel weak in his legs, and sat directly on the ground, refusing to get up!

Compared to yesterday, today has made him tired enough.

Yesterday there was only a pair of boxes, and a chair to sit on when he was tired.

And today there are four pairs of boxes, and because of the relationship between them to be combined, the chair is far away from his hips, today, although the time is a little less than yesterday, but he is still tired and sore, unable to lift the slightest strength!

If he kept going like this, he really doubted that he would be played to death!

I don't know what to think about this coercion, it doesn't cost much to invite a few people, even if you want to hold a grudge and want to do yourself, then there has to be a limit!

Do you have to figure out how to run away?

But as soon as he thought of the deed of sale, he rolled his eyes again, fell backwards, and the big characters were spread out, like a salted fish!

The contract of this world is not something that is signed casually, handprinted, and can be relied on as long as you hide in a place where no one knows you afterwards.

In this world, any formal contract will be blessed by a mysterious force, and once violated, it will inevitably be eaten by the contract, at least crippled, or dead!

No exceptions!

Even if it is the supreme powerhouse who dominates the continent, it will not be able to escape!

And the backlash of this deed of sale............ Hehe............ It depends on the mood!

You have to be played by others how they want to play you!

Before you get the contract back, even if you run to the ends of the earth, as long as the contract holder has a thought, you can immediately swallow feces and commit suicide!

And if you want to get back this deed of sale............

Hehe............

He hasn't seen a movie since he signed the contract anyway!

Turned over, and basked his back with the residual sun coming in from the window, and Lao Hei went down again............

“8881...... 8882...... 8883............ 8888..................”

"Hahahahaha............"

"Smack!"

"Don't make a fuss!"

A broken shoe slipped off Yi Mingyang's face, Lao Hei flicked his legs, and lay down again!

"Hahahaha! earned, earned!"

The broken shoes fell, but the mood was not destroyed in the slightest, Yi Mingyang was still holding a bunch of gold coins stupidly, and Lin Dong, who was looking at it, blushed a little for him!

Since Yi Mingyang was beaten back by Baiqilou last time, the whole person gave him a completely different feeling, if Yi Mingyang in the past saw that he could earn so many gold coins in one day, although he would definitely lose his temper, but it would never become like this!

Looking at Yi Mingyang's appearance in front of him, Lin Dong was also speechless for a while.

As a handyman, he didn't dare to look up to Yi Mingyang's mouth now, so he had to look up at the sky and pretend that he didn't see anything!

"MMP! can't you hide if you can't mess with Lao Tzu!"

Covering his ears with his hands, Lao Hei dragged his tired body and slowly moved to the miscellaneous servant's bedroom in the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion, leaving only Yi Mingyang, who was giggling, and Lin Dong, who pretended not to see.

Hundred Bing Pavilion Lucky Draw:

Income on the first day: minus 12,000 gold coins!

Income for the second day: more than 8,000 gold coins!

Total income: minus 4,000 gold coins!

Next!

Eight o'clock in the morning!

Lao Hei, who had black circles under his eyes, once again opened the door of the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion, helplessly facing the merciless whipping of a group of red-eyed guests!

On the third day, I earned more than 9,000 gold coins!

At this point, the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion has finally moved towards the road of profitability!

Day 4, Day 5, Day 6............

Since then, the daily profit of the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion has probably stabilized at about 10,000 gold coins, and the net profit is as high as more than 6,000 gold coins per day!

If it can continue to operate, the annual income will be as high as nearly two million gold coins, which is nearly double the annual income of the Luo family after the current downfall!

Every time you draw a red wooden box, you have a 1 percent chance of drawing a totem weapon, every time you draw a blue wooden box, you have a 10% chance of drawing a quasi-totem weapon, every time you draw a green wooden box, you have a 49% chance of drawing a best weapon, and when you draw a white wooden box, you have a 40% chance of drawing three times the gold!

Under big data, everything will be infinitely close to probability, if it is drawn according to such a probability, it stands to reason that it should be a loss-making business anyway, but the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion can make a profit from this, and the hands and feet in it are naturally needless to say!

Luo Tian spent such a big price, and even almost burned down the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion, and the few pairs of boxes that he had only refined were naturally impossible, so he would just record the breath to prevent others from pumping indiscriminately!

In addition to recording breath, these wooden boxes also have the ability to change color!

Throw the colored note directly into the wooden box in front of other people, and then the odds of winning are still up to him!

Just like the penguin game back then, one set was explained on the outside and one set was stolen inside, which threw countless people into Africa and created countless tribal legends!