The sales of lottery tickets were extremely hot, far exceeding Fang Zhengyi's expectations.
In half a month, more than 10,000 taels were sold. It was very common for one person to buy five, six or seventy-eight taels.
Many gentlemen are not short of money, so they usually throw in a silver coin and buy it all!
Through word of mouth among the people, information spreads very quickly. After all, you only need to spend fifty coins to win a grand prize of two thousand taels!
If it really succeeds once, then ordinary people will not have to work hard for the rest of their lives and can just lie back and stay at home.
But it is a pity that most of the greedy people are not qualified to buy the No. 1 ticket.
Coupled with Fang Zhengyi's deliberate guidance, the number one ticket has become a prize ticket that can only be bought by scholars and rich people, attracting the covetousness of the people.
However, Banshanfang and its surroundings also attract many inner-city nobles because of the number one ticket sales outlets.
For a time, the number of people in the workshop increased greatly, and many small businessmen and vendors also made an extra fortune.
All the money has now been collected into Fang Zhengyi's hands.
Looking at the white money in exchange, Fang Zhengyi couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
If the price of lottery tickets were lowered and then opened to everyone to buy, then I'm afraid it wouldn't be just 10,000 taels.
It's normal to double it several times, but it's a pity that I, Founder, have a strong sense of morality... Sigh.
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Finally on this evening.
The people's favorite bonfire party in Banshanfang has begun, but this time it is different from usual.
There were a lot of people in the square, and most of them looked like scholars, holding folding fans in their hands and fanning constantly.
Many people wearing patched clothes felt a little ashamed of themselves, and the crowd gradually divided into two waves.
One side is obviously better dressed than the other, but the square is such a big place and they still have to be crowded together.
Fang Zhengyi and Li Yuanzhao arrived a little late, so they had no choice but to squeeze in at the back.
But it doesn’t matter, I just came to see the excitement, there is no need to go through the back door and run to the front.
Anyway, the large number of people in the square is enough to illustrate the influence of the No. 1 pick.
Moreover, both of them are taller than ordinary people, and they can see what is happening on the stage even from the back.
While waiting for the lottery draw, Fang Zhengyi heard someone faintly saying in his ear: "I won five taels in the lottery before, so I am very lucky. This time I got two thousand taels, haha."
The voice sounded familiar, so Fang Zheng turned his head and smiled.
Isn’t this my third uncle?
The three little old men didn't squeeze in and stretched their necks to look inside.
Fang Zheng walked over furtively, walked behind Zhang Dongxiang, and said with a smile, "Are the three uncles here to draw a lottery?"
When the three of them saw it was Fang Zhengyi, the three old faces looked down at the same time, then turned around and left.
Fang Zheng hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, don't leave, we're already here!"
"Thank you three seniors for supporting me!"
Zhang Dongxiang flicked his robe sleeves: "Huh! How can you be so decent if you can do some strange tricks all day long!"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang is right, this thing... even Yan Guoan won't buy it!"
The three old men blushed, clenched their No. 1 pick tickets, and put their hands behind their backs.
Li Yansong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Xiao Fang, you are still young. Yan Guoan's family has a great cause, so don't offend him too much. There are some people you can't afford to offend..."
"Tsk tsk tsk, he is really my uncle!"
"you!....."
Li Yansong glared fiercely, pointed at Fang Zhengyi, and then put it down slumped.
This shameless thing really takes advantage of every opportunity! Relatives can also be recognized randomly. Who taught him that? ?
The three of them said nothing and looked at Fang Zhengyi with unkind expressions.
"Where's Mr. Li?" Zheng Qiao suddenly said.
Fang Zheng turned around and saw Li Yuanzhao, who was very energetic and watching people fighting not far away.
He pointed casually: "What about that."
"Okay... As long as Mr. Li is safe, don't let me get into trouble again!"
All three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
The last time something happened to the prince, the three of them were really frightened.
This is the prince, although he is not very human, but he cannot live without him!
"Don't worry, uncle."
"Xiao Fang...Master Fang, please stop screaming! I still want this old face!" Li Yansong closed his eyes in pain.
Fang Zhengyi joked: "Ah! Mr. Li is amazing and noble! You are ashamed to be in the company of my second and third uncles, right?"
The three old men turned around and stopped talking.
It's so messy and I can't communicate!
It was almost time for the lottery draw, and the crowd in the audience was restless...
The host showed his head behind the stage and secretly looked at the crowd, feeling a little flustered.
Logically speaking, he already has a lot of experience on stage, but now there are too many people and it is beyond his ability to bear.
If something goes wrong soon... he won't die here...
Seeing that the lottery machine had been moved to the stage, the lottery personnel and the notaries pulled from the street were in place.
The host adjusted his clothes, took a few deep breaths, and went on stage carrying a speaker.
When I reached the stage, before I even stood still, the crowd was already roaring.
"The prize is drawn! The prize is drawn! The prize is drawn!"
Damn, there are too many people...and a lot of them look familiar...
The host forced a smile and said: "Don't worry, everyone! The lottery will be drawn soon, so who will win the grand prize of two thousand taels of silver..."
"Drive the fuck! Stop talking nonsense!"
"You talk so much nonsense, I've already wanted to kill you!"
"Pah." A stone fell at the host's feet.
The host's eyes twitched, then he kicked away the lottery staff without hesitation, took the lottery stick and started shaking it.
He shouted: "The lottery is drawn! The lottery is drawn! Let's draw now! The red ball will be drawn first!"
The following group of villains are satisfied.
As the lottery machine continued to shake, the first ball came out of the chute.
The host glanced at it and yelled: "The first number, eight!"
He shouted and moved his hands without stopping. Before the people below had time to look, the host had already shouted for the second time: "Second number, seventeen!"
There is a huge wooden board on the stage. Every time a numbered ball is played, someone writes the number on the wooden board for people to watch.
"Slow down the fuck! You're going to be reincarnated!"
Fang Zhengyi finally couldn't help but yelled out. He was so angry that his veins were exposed. Damn it, this host has no professional qualities at all.
What an atmosphere! Set it off! The sense of anticipation!
The good guys draw the prize right away, without saying a word of nonsense, and the effect of the show is completely ruined!
Seeing the host shaking the lottery machine like a mad dog, Fang Zheng started to make witty remarks behind the crowd, and was extremely thoughtful.
The three old men covered their faces when they heard this.
A pure gangster, this is... such a person can actually be an official?
Soon, the lottery machine with red balls had selected six balls. Looking at the crowd below who were looking down to count, the host breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, he also realized that the rhythm was a bit too fast, so he quickly came to the rescue and said: "Okay, let's compare the numbers first."
“We’re about to have the final numbers draw!”
Then he walked slowly towards the lottery machine with the blue ball and started shaking it slowly.
Small balls jumped in the lottery machine, teasing everyone's mood.
Everyone stared at the lottery machine with bated breath.
The host felt that it was almost done, so he lightly stepped on the mechanism under the lottery machine, the slide baffle was opened, and a small blue ball slowly rolled out.
"The last number, three!"
"The lottery is over! All winners can go to the prize collection office in the square within three days to claim their prizes. Latecomers will not be waited for!"
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