"Everything here costs about one hundred, sixty, seventy, or even two hundred cents. If you are willing to buy it now, you can buy it at a discounted price of one hundred and fifty cents. If you are willing to take a gamble, you can come and try it. Take a chance.”
"Ten cents a time. If you can hit it, you can take it. If you don't hit it, the ten cents will be mine..."
Jiang Michia's eyes lit up after hearing Wei Wanshun's introduction, "Is there actually a carousel lottery here?"
"My dear lady, this is not a carousel lottery, but a Guan Pu." An elderly lady next to her explained with a smile, "It's quite popular in both the capital and Fucheng. We also have it in the county, but it's not as popular as there."
Guan Pu?
This name is so unique.
Jiang Michia smiled and nodded, "That's it."
"For ten cents a time, if you make a hit, you can take something away. If you are lucky, that person will lose money to death?" Some people who met Guan Pu for the first time asked questions.
The aunt laughed out loud, "Who can be so lucky?"
"Yes, since this person dares to do Guanpu business, he certainly has his own way..."
Indeed, buyers are not as good as sellers. Since this person makes a living in this business, there must be something powerful about him.
As for whether this greatness is due to luck or means, it's hard to say.
Many of the people watching the excitement shook their heads and left, while many couldn't take their eyes away from those things and took out ten cents from their pockets to give it a try.
After a while, more than ten people tried, but no one could hit it.
But even if he didn't make a hit, the stall owner Wei Wanshun didn't let others go home empty-handed. Instead, he gave a shortbread, saying that it was a good luck and he didn't miss the chance.
He didn't hit anything, but he got a shortbread in the end. Those who were originally dejected cheered up, thanked Wei Wanshun and left.
Song Jingyun watched this pass with great interest, and tugged on Jiang Michia's sleeve, "Madam, I guess someone can hit it."
"What should I say?" Jiang Michia raised his eyebrows. "If you look at it for so long, you haven't hit a single one. There must be some tricks in this Guanpu business."
"It's just that someone hasn't won for so long. It's time for someone to win." Song Jingyun ate all the chestnut cake and wiped his hands with a handkerchief. "If he doesn't win even one of them, wouldn't this business be impossible?" ?”
There is some truth!
Even if it is a lie, you have to throw out one or two real ones from time to time. Otherwise, if it lacks credibility, the people behind you will not be fooled again.
Don't tell me, my little brother-in-law is much smarter now.
Jiang Michia was very pleased.
The two of them were talking here, and Wei Wanshun came over, "Young gentleman, do you want to give it a try? It only costs ten cents a time. If you are lucky, you can take away one hundred and fifty cents!"
"Me?" Song Jingyun was stunned at first. When he was sure that Wei Wanshun was indeed calling him, he shook his head like a rattle. "No, no, I'm not lucky. I will definitely give you these ten cents for nothing."
"How is that possible? I see that the purple aura lingering around Xiao Langjun's body must be someone with great luck, who will definitely win." After Wei Wan finished speaking, he saw that Song Jingyun still insisted not to play here, so he squinted his eyes, "Look Come on, the young man is a henpecked man. He is restrained by his wife, so he doesn’t even dare to play with this."
"It's not that I'm talking about the little lady. You still have to give this man some face when he is out there. Don't control him too much. Otherwise, you will lose face and others will say that you are not virtuous..."
It's okay to say it to him, but not to his wife!
Song Jingyun's expression suddenly changed and he opened his mouth to argue, "My wife is very virtuous and treats me very well. Don't talk nonsense."
"Since I'm treating you well, why aren't you even allowed to play with this? I know that Xiaolangjun loves face, but don't be too pushy. If you don't let me play, I won't let you play. If I'm really treating you well, I won't feel sorry for this ten cents, right? ?”
"You..." Song Jingyun's face turned red with anger, and he turned to look at Jiang Michia, "Madam, give him ten cents and let him see, you are not treating me badly!"
Jiang Michia, "..."
Just now he was praising his new son-in-law for being smart, but now he fell into the stall owner's provocation.
It seems that the road to educating the little son-in-law is long and arduous.
But teaching has to be taught at home, so I can’t say more here.
I still have to save face for my little son-in-law.
What's more, the little husband's luck is the luckiest person she has ever seen. This stall owner wants to use aggressive methods to attract business. In the end, who will lose and who will gain doesn't seem to be certain...
Jiang Michia thought for a while, then took out 30 coins from the money bag and said, "Let's play three times, and we'll leave after we finish."
"Okay!" Song Jingyun raised his chin towards Wei Wanshun, "Look, my wife, okay."
Wei Wanshun, "..."
Isn’t this young gentleman not smart enough?
His wife is clearly treating him like a child and coaxing him here, but he is still here as happy as anything, saying that he is henpecked and still doesn't believe it, which is really pitiful.
However, the business was secured, and Wei Wanshun did not say too much to Song Jingyun. He took the money with a smile, taught Song Jingyun how to play Guan Pu, and finally asked, "Which one do you want, sir?"
"Just that box of happy reunion." Jiang Michia made the decision for Song Jingyun.
If my son-in-law wants to come here, he will definitely choose the right food.
Seeing Jiang Michia's choice, Song Jingyun glanced at his wife.
Sure enough, his wife understands him!
"Okay." Wei Wanshun smiled with a smile on his face, but he cursed for a while again.
It's so shameful to listen to his wife's orders for everything.
Song Jingyun didn't think too much and just reached out to turn the turntable, "Then I'll start."
"Good luck." The stall owner said a compliment.
After speaking, Song Jingyun shook the turntable vigorously.
The little son-in-law was now quite strong. After the turntable spun twice, it swayed to a stop.
When it finally settled, the pointer pointed steadily at the red line.
Impartial, without any deviation.
"I hit it." Song Jingyun looked excited.
A big box full of Happy Reunion cakes is here!
"bingo!"
Among the onlookers, someone shouted excitedly.
"It's been a long time, so I've hit one."
"No, at first I thought this Guanpu was somewhat of a lie, but now it seems that's not entirely true. Some people still got it."
"Then let's try it later, too?"
"Try it, it's only ten cents..."
There was a lot of chatter in the crowd. Wei Wanshun came back to his senses at this moment, rubbed his eyes again, and quickly looked at the turntable.
Indeed, it was above the red line and hit.
But, it shouldn’t be...
He has tampered with the wheel. He only wants people to win. If he doesn't want people to win, even if the other party has great luck, he won't win.
But now, he didn't take away the magnet, so why did he get hit?
Is it possible that this magnet is no longer working?
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Guanpu: Similar to a paid lottery, it was very popular during the Song Dynasty, and the more you played, the bigger the game became. Some people even used houses, properties, concubines, etc. as chips for Guanpu, which is almost the same as gambling...
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