In the place where the lights are bright and the food is green, I don’t realize that the night is already deep.
The soul-stirring story-telling came to an end, and with the clear sound of the erhu played by the crippled old man, tonight's singing came to an end.
The old man Erhu picked up the dustpan containing loose money and repeatedly thanked everyone for the reward.
The crowd slowly dispersed with unfinished thoughts. As soon as the gong stopped, Yu Liufei took a few steps away from Xiaoyu. He angrily approached the ear of the old man Erhu who was about to leave with his cane, and asked in a low voice: "Old sir, what book are you talking about?" Does the swordsman inside have a name?"
Hearing this, the old man Erhu frowned and glanced at the sturdy man, then smiled and prepared to reply, "Of course I have a name!"
"What's your name?" Yu Liufei's broad and square face was filled with joy.
"Cough, cough..." The old man sitting on one side drinking coughed heavily.
Hearing this, the old man Erhu turned his head and looked over, his pupils obviously widened a bit, "Old... Master..."
The old gentleman who was drinking coughed twice again, "I'm done, let's go drink."
Yu Liufei followed the old man Erhu's gaze and looked at the old man drinking on one side, frowning and said: "The swordsman's name is Master?"
The old man Erhu glanced at him with a frown and muttered: "What the hell, a swordsman is a swordsman. As for the name, I haven't thought of it yet. I'll tell you when I do."
When Yu Liufei heard this, he immediately pursed his lips and asked, "Mr., the books you mentioned were all made up by you?"
The old man Erhu patted Yu Liufei's shoulder and said with a smile: "That's right! I want to listen to a book. I'll wait here in a few days. I want to go have a drink with my old friend."
Yu Liufei then lost interest and turned to look at Xiaoyu.
Xiao Yu helplessly spread her hands and gave a look that said she couldn't help herself.
Xiao Yu and Yu Liufei stood at the street intersection, watching the old man drinking as he walked in front, followed by the old man playing the erhu, and they walked towards the tavern on the side, talking and laughing.
Xiaoyu didn't know the relationship between the two old men and didn't bother to guess. Just as he was about to take Yu Liufei back to the inn to sleep, he was startled by the sound of a gong beside him and his attention was attracted.
On the stone pier where the old man Erhu left, he saw a middle-aged man holding a wooden box standing there. He hit the wooden box on the stone pier, knocked the gong in his hand, and shouted loudly to the passers-by. :
"Come on, pass by, don't miss it! You will win by casting lots!!"
Another group of people stopped and gradually gathered around.
The man had a slightly rich figure and was dressed in silk and satin clothes. He was not expensive, but he was no worse than ordinary people. He had a square crown on his head, two cloth bags around his waist, and he struck the gong several times in his hand. He came around when he saw it. There were more people, and they shouted:
"It's an old rule, everyone, when you draw lots, you will get as much money as you want, and you will get as many taels as you want." The man said, standing aside a wooden board with writing on it beside him.
There were a few lines of writing written crookedly on the wooden board. Xiao Yu took a look and saw that the rules for casting lots were written on it.
Submit a letter: "Three coins will be drawn by lot once." '
Xiaoyu knew what this man's tricks were at a glance. When he was a child, the old man had met him two or three times when he was taking him on the road.
The so-called lottery shooting is to put a lot of prepared paper balls in the wooden box in front of the person. The box has a hole that can put your hand in. You can draw three cents a time. It is a blind drawing for drawing lots. After drawing lots, you open them and look at them yourself. If there is a word on it, you will win. You can go to the boss to get the prize, which is the so-called shooting profit.
As for the lottery, it depends on how the lot seller adds it up.
Yu Liufei has been traveling around the world for many years and has seen many people who cast lots and shoot profits, but he has never won the lottery. He muttered to one side:
"Xiaoyu, look, this guy didn't even write down the lottery numbers. I don't know what they are. In those days when I was traveling in the world, I could see that there were many people doing this business. Some of the lottery numbers were for animals like pigs, dogs, cattle, and sheep, and some were for animals like that. It’s silver, I wonder what this guy is planning to win? I’ve drawn lots a few times and thrown in a lot of silver, but I’ve never won once.”
Xiaoyu, a habitual criminal who deceives and abducts, is familiar with the tricks. He muttered to one side: "Brother Yu, it would be strange if you could fall into the trap."
Yu Liufei frowned and looked at Xiao Yu and muttered: "What? Is there anything fishy in this lottery? I have personally seen many people win the lottery. Three coins of silver a time can be exchanged for many cows, sheep and so on. , it’s worth it, you can buy a cow worth more than ten taels of silver for three cents.” Yu Liufei said this, his eyes were full of memories, a feeling of envy suddenly appeared on his face, he touched his belly and muttered : "It's a pity that we are not very lucky in this life, and we have never won the lottery once."
Xiaoyu looked at Yu Liufei's eyes and became interested in having fun. She thought to herself that if you cheat someone in front of me, you will be unlucky if you meet me. So she smiled and said to Yu Liufei: "Brother Yu, do you want to catch me once?" I’ll let you play with me, and I’m sure you’ll win the jackpot.”
Yu Liufei looked at Xiao Yu with disdain, frowned and said, "Xiao Yu, are you so lucky? I don't believe it."
Xiaoyu gave Yu Liufei a proud look, with a look that said you were relieved, and pulled Yu Liufei close to him, "Come on, let's take a look before talking."
But I saw that the lot seller had five pieces of paper in his hand, spread them out for everyone to look at, and shouted:
"Everyone, let's take a look at today's lottery numbers one by one! The first piece of paper is one tael of silver, the second piece is two taels! The third piece is three taels, the fourth piece is four taels, and the fifth piece is five taels!! Look! Okay! There are five lottery numbers in total. Let’s knead them into lots and throw them into the box. We will grab three cents and you all will depend on your luck. Whoever wins the five lottery numbers will receive three cents of lucky money. Draw a picture. Good luck." After the man finished speaking, he took out a bag from his waist, put it on the side of the stone pier, released his mouth, pointed inside and shouted, "Look, the silver is here, I won it. The person who wins the lottery will reveal the lottery on the spot. You can take the money and never break your promise."
"Come on, come on, let's have fun!" After the man said that, he held the lots with the number of taels of silver written on them in both hands, threw them into the box that was one and a half feet square, and then shook the box vigorously After several times, it meant that it had been shaken evenly, and then he made a gesture of invitation and waited for the person who drew lots for the money to come.
The man who sold lots had wide sleeves, and when he held the winning lots in his hands and threw them in, Xiao Yu had already noticed something fishy.
It was obvious that I could put it in with one hand, but I had to deliberately hold it with both hands before shaking my sleeves and throwing it in. The throwing movement was skillful and fast, and it looked like he was an experienced hand.
Not long after, a farmer's man dressed in plain clothes who was watching the excitement couldn't hold it in anymore and cursed: "I drew lots for three taels of silver a few days ago, but I didn't win once. Fortunately, this old boy is here again." , you can’t miss it this time, if you can grab a fortune of five taels of silver and go back, you won’t lose anything.”
The farm boy touched the money and got money. When his brain got hot, he moved up and shouted: "Come on, boss, I'll catch you three times!!"
He gave the money, took out three lots, and unfolded them one by one. They were all white papers without words. He curled his lips and cursed: "What a damn bad luck! Another fart!" Then he threw away the white paper. I gave it to the boss, turned around and stood to one side, wanting to continue scratching, but felt it was not worthwhile. If I didn't scratch, I felt itchy, so I had to stand to one side, watch the excitement, and prepare to find an opportunity to strike again.
