Chapter 110: Golden Sheep
The onlookers became excited when they heard this and started scrambling for a spot to spin the wheel.
Cheng He didn't dare to continue.
If someone else really spins the wheel, what if he still doesn't hit anything? After all, the wheel was almost still just now, and he still didn't hit anything. If he still behaves like this even if someone else spins the wheel, not only will he be laughed at, but he will also be known as unlucky.
Seeing that he was silent, the stall owner said, "You should stop talking nonsense when you go out with your women."
The stall owner's words reminded Cheng He that it was not very decent for him to fight for a few taels of silver. Looking back, he saw that Liu Xiaoru's brows were indeed frowned. He did not continue to argue with the stall owner and took two steps back.
The onlookers expressed regret one after another.
"This stall is cheating, let's go somewhere else." Cheng He said to Liu Xiaoru.
Liu Xiaoru frowned slightly. Cheng He looked really ugly when he lost so much. It was really outrageous that he didn't win anything after more than 300 times.
The space for the golden sheep on the turntable is very small, but the other small prizes also occupy half of the area. Even if a blind person casts the ball more than 300 times, he might be able to take away something.
At this moment, on the still turntable, the blank area representing no prizes was dotted with holes pierced by darts, which looked quite absurd.
When the stall owner heard this, he was unhappy, but he still endured it. He just wanted to send Cheng He away and wait for someone else to win the prize to clear his name.
It seemed like they were heading towards each other in both directions, but Niu Niu spoke up.
"Are you leaving now? I haven't played yet." Niu Niu said with a little grievance.
Liu Xiaoru immediately looked apologetic and said, "It's Aunt Liu's fault. I forgot that our Niuniu hasn't played yet."
Cheng He said again: "Niuniu, be good, let's go to another stall to play, not here, be obedient!"
Niu Niu pouted and looked like she was about to cry.
Liu Xiaoru said to Cheng He unhappily, "You couldn't make the shot yourself, why are you being mean to the child? What do you mean by that? Our Niuniu is the best behaved one, you made it sound like she was throwing a tantrum."
Cheng He was stunned. He just raised his voice slightly, but how could he be labeled as a mean kid?
Niuniu said, "Uncle Cheng, Niuniu is not in a bad mood. Niuniu just wants to give the little golden sheep to Aunt Liu."
When Liu Xiaoru heard her say this, her heart melted.
Seeing that they were not leaving, the stall owner seemed to want to replace them. He immediately came up with a plan and said loudly:
"Little girl, your uncle has thrown so many times and hit nothing. I will give you three throws. No matter whether you hit anything or not, I will give you this pair of red hairbands!"
The stall owner tried to please Niu Niu by offering cheap things, in an attempt to restore his reputation which had dropped to the freezing point among the crowd.
Seeing that there was still something interesting to watch, the onlookers were immediately amused and said, "You are so stingy that you are reluctant to take something valuable!"
The stall owner had no choice but to pick up a bag of cakes beside him and said, "Okay, okay, I'll give this to you."
Strictly speaking, the package of pastries should have been given to Cheng He. After all, he was the one who spent seven or eight taels of silver. But in front of so many people, Cheng He didn't dare to be any more undignified.
Niuniu took two steps forward, opened her purse, took out sixty coins and handed them to the stall owner, saying, "Uncle stall owner, Niuniu has money, so we don't need you to give it to us."
The stall owner didn't expect Niu Niu to be so well-behaved. He was in a dilemma whether to accept it or not.
Niu Niu wanted to earn a golden sheep to give to Liu Xiaoru, so she naturally didn't want to take advantage of Cheng He.
"Uncle, if you don't answer it, I won't play." Niu Niu urged.
The stall owner took the money with tears in his eyes and then gave his brother a look.
Niu Niu's hands are small and her strength is weak, so it is impossible for her to throw the dart that far.
When the crowd was clamoring for the stall owner to move the turntable closer to the children, Niu Niu looked at Zhang Yuniang for help.
Zhang Yunniang chuckled, squatted behind Niuniu, and held her daughter's soft little hand: "Let me know when you are ready."
Niu Niu smiled and nodded.
The stall owner's brother turned the turntable slowly.
Niu Niu held the dart and looked at the turntable again and again, and finally pointed out a suitable position.
"Okay." Niu Niu said.
Zhang Yunniang held her daughter's hand and threw it towards the location of the golden sheep.
There was a dull sound of darts piercing into the wood.
"Hit it! She hit the golden goat!"
The crowd cheered loudly.
The stall owner was also very happy and readily handed the golden sheep to Niu Niu on the spot.
Cheng He felt terribly uncomfortable. The kids were more severe than him. Feeling the strange looks from the people around him was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Niuniu immediately held it in front of Liu Xiaoru. Even though she had won the first prize, she looked regretful and said, "It's a pity that this one is too small. It's much smaller than the one Aunt Liu bought for me."
Liu Xiaoru held the small golden sheep, and the joy on her face could not be suppressed at all. She said, "What Niuniu gave me is the best!"
Niuniu immediately gestured and said, "Aunt Liu, you wear this first. When I have money, I will buy you a bigger one!"
Liu Xiaoru nodded seriously.
Zhang Yunniang waited until they had finished speaking before reminding them, "Niuniu, you still have two more darts."
Niuniu ran to her mother and asked, "Mom, whatever you want, Niuniu will do it for you."
Zhang Yunniang shook her head and said, "I don't want anything. Niuniu can just give me something I want."
The stall owner lost the golden goat, and although he felt sad, this result was not that difficult to accept. At least it could barely clear him of the suspicion of cheating. He said to Niuniu, "Little girl, we won't let you go the next two times. You have to take it based on your ability."
Niuniu nodded obediently and said, "Thank you for the reminder, stall owner. Niuniu got it."
But before she could pick up the dart, someone in the crowd suddenly said, "You are a dishonest stall owner. You have lost the golden sheep, and you still have the nerve to charge people so much money. You should give the child two more darts with the extra forty coins."
Normally the prize is ten cents per play, but this time it was temporarily raised to twenty cents because of the prize of a golden sheep.
Only a very small number of rewards on the turntable are valuable, and most of them are actually less than twenty cents.
Niu Niu said obediently, "Guanpu is gambling. My mother doesn't allow me to play it too many times, so I only play it three times."
The stall owner hesitated for a moment between returning Niu Niu's twenty cents and giving her a more valuable reward, but in the end his gambling nature got the better of him.
He pulled two more golden objects out of his pocket.
"Who says there is no good thing that is not worth twenty cents? If we lose the golden sheep, we still have the golden dog and the golden rat!" the stall owner said loudly.
Niuniu's eyes lit up and she said, "Dad and Mom are like a dog and a rat, I want to pounce on this one!"
The stall owner found this funny and asked, "Little girl, do you throw the two darts together or one by one?"
After the turntable spins rapidly, it takes time to stop, and the stall owner does this to save time.
Niuniu thought for a moment and said, "It's almost noon now, and I have to go home for lunch."
The stall owner gave my brother a look, and the turntable started spinning rapidly, as fast as an afterimage.
Cheng He hoped that he would not win anything. If he had won the Golden Goat, he could say that the stall owner was letting him win. But if he won something good again, he would be nailed to the rack of shame again.
There were two consecutive muffled sounds, and the sound of darts piercing into the wooden board reached everyone's ears.
The turntable gradually came to a stop.
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