Most people in later generations know that this thing Li Xiucheng did is the old street scam "empty bucket pitching".
But in this era, it is still a very novel trick.
At first glance, throwing a ball may seem simple.
But it's actually very difficult.
No matter how hard the ball is thrown in, whether it lands on the bottom of the barrel or on the wall, there is a 99% chance of being ejected.
The only trick is to put a ball in the bottom of the bucket beforehand.
As long as the ball hits the remaining ball when it is thrown in, the elastic force will be greatly buffered and the ball will be successfully put into the bucket.
However, because the vat placed by Li Xiucheng was very deep, there was also the problem of tilt angle.
People outside can't see what's going on at the bottom of the barrel.
For people like Hu Changan who don't understand the secrets, it is simply a "magical" thing.
And at this time,
Many passers-by also came to watch one after another.
Most people think the same as Hu Changan, thinking that this matter is very simple and the money is given away for free.
But after all, it’s a new thing that no one has seen before.
Although curious, there is always some fear.
The scene was in a stalemate for about ten minutes. More and more people were watching, but no one dared to be the first to try.
Li Xiucheng estimated that it was almost done.
Glancing at an opening, he winked at Hu Changan in the distance.
Hu Changan walked over with anxiety in his mind, his Adam's apple rolling slightly with nervousness: "Two...two yuan, right? I...let me try."
"okay!"
"Come on, come on, three balls!"
Li Xiucheng calmly handed the ball to Hu Changan, with nothing strange on his face.
At the same time, a ball was quietly reserved at the bottom of the barrel.
Soon, Hu Changan completed three pitches.
Two of them landed right on the reserved balls and successfully entered the bucket.
Another one hit the barrel and bounced out.
"Congratulations to this brother, he scored two goals in total!"
"The reward is 10 yuan, take it!"
Li Xiucheng took out ten dollars from his pocket and handed it to Hu Changan.
"Do you really want to give me 10 yuan?"
“This money is so profitable!”
"You still have to pay attention to small skills."
"Yes, and the strength should be light. If you are too strong, you won't be able to get in."
"It shouldn't be easy to pop out if you hit the wall of the barrel..."
"I feel like I should be able to do it too!"
"..."
People around him were envious of Hu Changan for earning 10 yuan easily.
But Hu Changan was secretly complaining.
Brother Xiucheng is really stupid. If someone finds out his tricks so easily, he will lose money later. Where can he find money to compensate?
"Everyone has seen it, it's that simple."
"You'll get money if you invest. Do you want to give it a try?"
While shouting, Li Xiucheng also picked out a few balls in the bucket.
"I'll do it!"
"I'm coming too!"
"Me first, me first!!"
"..."
The eyes of the people around me who thought they had figured out the skills were all red.
Fifty dollars, in this day and age, is incredibly attractive.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, come one by one!"
Li Xiucheng was busy collecting money.
But I know in my heart that it will not be so easy for these people to join in next.
as expected.
Without putting a ball in the bucket first,
The next few people tried every method, whether they hit the bottom or the wall of the barrel, whether they were strong or weak, but they all failed to score a ball.
But there were quite a few people around who were hoping to get lucky. Two yuan, two yuan, two yuan... kept being delivered to Li Xiucheng's hands.
period,
Li Xiucheng also occasionally put some water in the game, allowing people to score one or two goals, which whetted everyone's appetite.
Most sane people would be fine with just one or two.
Some people are easy to get addicted to, so they can't control it. There are many who spend ten to eight yuan.
Hu Changan in the distance was dumbfounded.
In just over an hour's work, except for a few occasional winners, Li Xiucheng earned at least twenty or thirty yuan.
But he has just done this. It's very simple. Why can't these people make a shot?
I'm really scratching my head and can't figure it out.
Time passes little by little.
The people in front of the stall changed one batch after another.
By 5pm.
There was an endless stream of people watching the excitement at the corner of the cinema, surrounding three floors inside and three floors outside. Li Xiucheng's bag containing money was already bulging.
"Okay, that's it for today."
"If you have something to play, let's continue tomorrow!"
Li Xiucheng knows what it means to give up when things are good.
To do this little trick, you need to be popular, but too many people is not a good thing.
If someone sees something fishy, there will be no fun.
Three times five divided by two, pack your things.
Li Xiucheng winked at Hu Changan - withdraw!
Back to the rental house.
Li Xiucheng scattered all the money in his pocket on the table and piled it up like a hill: "Chang'an, count it."
"oh!"
Hu Changan's eyes shone.
Although most of them are small bills of two yuan, I can’t bear the large amount.
He started immediately and counted three times.
"Brother Xiucheng! Get...get rich!!"
"One hundred...sixty-eight yuan!!"
Hu Changan stuttered when he spoke in excitement.
He never dreamed that Li Xiucheng could make so much money in one afternoon with only a bucket and a few rubber balls.
"not bad."
Li Xiucheng's expression didn't change much. As a rich man with a net worth of tens of billions in his previous life, this little money didn't make him very excited.
He counted 10 yuan from it and pushed it to Hu Changan: "Take it."
Hu Changan shook his head hurriedly: "No need, Brother Xiucheng, I haven't done anything... I can't take so much money from you."
"You can take it as long as I ask you to. I used to indulge you in food and drink, so I'll pay you back."
Li Xiucheng understood that there were many things to do next, and he must have a trustworthy person by his side.
Hu Changan, who has a simple and honest nature, is the most suitable candidate.
Give him a little sweetness now so that he can follow him wholeheartedly later.
After collecting the money, Hu Changan was going to work the night shift in the factory.
Li Xiucheng was thinking that his wife should try to save her as soon as possible to avoid long nights and nightmares.
Su Xiaomeng was a typical talkative person. She was so angry at the moment and her father-in-law, mother-in-law, and uncle fanned the flames, so she was so decisive in the hospital in the morning.
Now I can make money.
If you talk alone, you might be able to persuade him to come back.
Immediately,
I bought a lot of things at a small shop at the corner of the street and went to the factory with him.
Xingrong Machinery Factory is a state-owned enterprise founded in 1956. It is one of the 156 projects aided by the old Soviet Union in the construction of our country.
The factory building is a unique Soviet-style building with a tall spire tower and red exterior walls.
Even in the 1980s and 1990s, this place was an architectural symbol of the entire Xingrong City.
Li Xiucheng saw the towering spire of the factory from a distance, just like the TV tower of later generations, standing out among the urban buildings.
Around 2006, this place will be demolished.
The memories that carried several generations were simply annihilated...
Seeing this red wall and spire again, Li Xiucheng couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart.
"Isn't this Xiucheng?"
"Xiucheng, I heard that your kid drank pesticide?"
The doormen were all acquaintances and had always looked down upon Li Xiucheng, who relied on his wife to support him.
One of them is named Zhang Zhiyong.
He is the son of a worker in a machinery factory. He grew up in the same school as Su Xiaomeng and had a crush on her for many years.
Unexpectedly, Li Xiucheng arrived first, and he has always been worried about it.
I entered the security department last year through my connections, and I feel I'm on a higher level than ordinary workers.
Seeing Li Xiucheng, he was the first to jump out and ridicule.
"You also believe in my tricks to coax my wife."
Li Xiucheng smiled and took out a pack of Ashima from his pocket and handed one to each of them: "I'll go see Xiaomeng and talk later."
Several doormen looked at Li Xiucheng's retreating figure.
Looked at the Ashima cigarette in his hand again,
They were all stunned for a moment.
These days, Ashima costs 6.5 yuan a pack, which is already a high-end cigarette.
Ordinary workers like them, who earn dozens of yuan a month, simply cannot afford it.
And if you read it correctly, Li Xiucheng seems to have a whole strip under his arm!
Then I looked at my big front door, which cost 5 cents a bag, and suddenly it didn’t smell good at all.
