Chapter 32: God Picks the Master

"Open the tube, if there is no genuine copper coin in it, won't all the money to buy the tube be scrapped?" someone under the crowd shouted worriedly.

"If it is found that there is no genuine copper coin in the tube selected by the master, we are responsible for compensating half of the money to buy the tube. The big-nosed young man Gan Wucheng raised his hand and smiled faintly.

"You are responsible for half of the compensation, so don't I have to lose the other half?"

"God picks the son to pay half of the compensation, which means that he must be sure, otherwise, he will obviously lose money by doing so. Someone will do the business of killing heads, and who will do the business of losing money!"

"Yes, yes, that's right!" someone chimed in.

"There are thousands of copper coins in a tube, even if you open the tube, how can you find the genuine copper coins inside, and how can you prove that the real copper coins are valuable?"

Fan Bukuan, a small-eyed young man standing on the other side behind Shen Pick, raised his finger and pointed to the right side of the platform, everyone turned their heads to look at the past, only to see that less than fifty meters away from the right side of the platform, there was a large shop with "bronze antiques" hanging on the lintel, Fan Bukuan said aloud in a voice that everyone could hear: "The bronze antique shop has a special instrument for identifying copper coins, and the copper coins found can be identified by the bronze antique shop, and you can know if it is genuine." If it is identified as genuine, the bronze shop can also purchase it at an appraisal. Of course, there must be no shortage of experts who know copper coins and collect copper coins, and if you like it, you can also bid for it. ”

"God picks the child to buy it, the bronze antiquities store buys it, don't we make money from it? Where can we find such a good thing!" someone shouted excitedly. Of course you have to do the business of making money, and if you don't do it, isn't that a fool!" someone said with a smile.

Fan Bukuan squinted his eyes and scanned the crowd in the audience, and then reminded in a loud friendly voice: "All the genuine copper coins found by opening the tube on the spot, after selling them on the spot, we will pay 30% of the difference in price to our master as a thank you fee." ”

"Thirty percent thank-you fee, isn't that too much?"

"God picks the children on their behalf, we are equal to making a steady profit, and it shouldn't be too much to give 30% of the thank you!"

Fan Bukuan added: "If you don't want to open it on the spot, you can pick up the tube and take it back directly, then you only need to pay 10% of the price of the tube." ”

"God picks a tube for us, it takes a lot of energy, and we should charge a little fee. ”

"Just pay 10 percent of the purchase price, which is reasonable. ”

"The master is very fair!"

"Silence!" Gan Wucheng waved his hand to the audience and said loudly in a loud voice, "Everyone, our master will open ten places today to select tubes for the ten lucky ones, this opportunity is only once a day, and the first to go on stage will be given first." ”

"I want to. As soon as Gan Wucheng's words fell, six people immediately rushed onto the stage with a few swishs.

"Getting the opportunity to pick God's children is equivalent to picking up money for nothing, and I want it too. "Five more people came to the stage.

Then three more people came to the stage.

"I originally bought a tube for a friend, since God picks a bag to make money, why don't I buy one and try it?" Ren Qing said, and then rolled up his sleeves and was about to go on stage, Yang Ren grabbed his arm and stopped him from saying, "Let's see first." ”

"What else do you see, the god picker only gives ten places, and there will be no chance later!" Ren Qing glared at Yang Ren and roared.

"I'm willing to bet that God Picker will give ten more slots. Yang Ren said calmly.

Ren Qing struggled for a while, trying to get rid of Yang Ren's grasp, but his arm was grabbed by Yang Ren, and he couldn't move at all, so he had to give up, and he still muttered in his mouth: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" Yang Ren said.

"What God Picker said is so good, but I don't know what the actual situation is, I'll wait and see. Two men walked to the edge of the stage and stopped, hesitating to know whether to go on stage or not.

The master said that there were only ten quotas, but now there are fourteen, and it seems that four people have to give up this quota. After Fan Bukuan counted the number of people on stage, he said loudly in a tone that was half excited and half regretful.

"What, the quota is full?" the two hesitants jumped onto the platform.

"I'm sorry, you're late, let's go down first. Gan Wucheng waved his hand to the two of them, and the two of them smiled bitterly, so they had to turn around and step down, because of their hesitation and missing such a good opportunity, regretting that their bowels were blue.

Gan Wucheng turned to the fourteen people on the stage and persuaded him earnestly: "You have to go down to four, and the master will start to pick it up." Which of you will show your style and take the initiative to give up your spot?"

"That's not good, we finally grabbed this good opportunity, how can we let it out?" said the fourteen people in a hurry, and none of them took the initiative to go down.

"Since no one took the initiative to go down, I had to draw lots, and those who caught the first to the tenth stayed on the stage, and those who caught the eleventh to the fourteenth stepped down. Fan Bukuan said helplessly.

Soon the four unfortunate people who had caught the notes in the words eleven to fourteen had to leave the stage, and they reluctantly walked off the stage, muttering and blaming themselves for their bad luck.

The god picks the child sitting on the platform, the old god is there, steady as Mount Tai, never saying a word, extremely deep.

"Cough~" At this time, Shen Jiaozi coughed dryly, put the iron ball floating in the palm of his hand into his bag, raised his hand and waved it vigorously to the ten people standing on the stage, and said in a somewhat old but sonorous voice: "You can choose to go on stage for the first time, which shows that you are very discerning and wise." For the sake of your vision and wisdom, the old man will carefully select the package for you, so that each of you can earn at least twice the amount invested!"

"Thank you, Master!" The ten people on the stage were so excited that their eyes lit up, and they spontaneously bowed to the gods and thanked them.

The audience applauded desperately, and thunderous applause echoed through the bazaar.

Shen Jiaozi stood up and walked off the stage with his head held high, and the ten excited lucky people followed behind and entered a shop on the left side of the stage with "Western Zhou Antique Tube Sale" hanging on the lintel.

The crowd of onlookers below, there were 300 people, some curious, some watching, and some holding a wait-and-see attitude, and they poured into the "Western Zhou Antique Tube Sale" store like a tide, almost crowding the store.

Yang Ren and Ren Qing glanced at each other, and followed the crowd into the store

This shop covers an area of more than 1,000 square meters, equivalent to more than 20 ordinary shops, the store is playing the guqin song alpine flowing water, melodious, thousands of black ceramic tubes, are arranged into more than a dozen rows, each row is displayed with hundreds of tubes, and there is a walkway less than half a meter wide between each row of tubes.

"Welcome Master!" There were ten young women in red cheongsams standing in the store, as soon as they saw Shen Pick, they immediately surrounded them like milk swallows throwing into the forest, bowed and welcomed, looking very enthusiastic, and knew that God Picks often came to this store to pick up goods.

Shen Picker raised his hand and waved lightly to several female clerks, which was regarded as a greeting, and then turned his head to admonish the ten lucky people and the crowd following behind: "When the old man picks the tube, he needs a quiet environment, and everyone should not make noise. I picked the cones for everyone from childhood to adulthood according to the numbers that everyone had just caught, and after picking the cones for one person, that person went to settle the bill with the clerk. I'll pick the next one. After all the picks are made, move the tube to the table for publicity. Do you understand?"

"Understood~!" replied the ten lucky ones respectfully like elementary school students.

"I'll pick Number one first. Number One can come with me. Then he put his hands behind his back, and with firm steps, paced slowly along the aisle between the lines, leaning over one of the barrels from time to time, squinting at it, and then continuing to walk forward.

The person who drew the No. 1 note was a man in his thirties, as if he had won the jackpot, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he followed behind the god picker proudly, like a pet taken out by the owner to walk...