Chapter 88 Guanpu
"Everything here costs about 160 to 170 wen, or even 200 wen. If you are willing to buy it now, you can buy it at a discounted price of 150 wen. If you are willing to take a chance, you can come and try your luck."
"Ten cents per time. If you can hit the target, you can take it. If you miss, the ten cents will belong to me..."
Jiang Mixia's eyes lit up after listening to Wei Wanshun's introduction, "There's actually a lottery wheel here?"
"Young lady, this is not a lottery, it's a betting game." An elderly woman nearby explained with a smile, "It's quite popular in the capital and the prefectural capital. We also have it in our county, but it's not as popular as over there."
Guanpu?
This name is quite unique.
Jiang Mixia smiled and nodded, "I see."
"It costs ten cents each time, and if you hit the target, you can take the item away. But if you are lucky, then you will lose a lot of money." Some people who saw Guan Pu for the first time raised questions.
The old lady laughed out loud, "Who can be so lucky?"
"That's right. Since this person dares to do Guanpu business, he must have his own skills..."
Indeed, the buyer is not as smart as the seller. Since this person makes a living in this business, he must have some special skills.
As for whether this ability is due to luck or means, it is hard to say.
Many of the people watching the fun shook their heads and left, but there were also many who couldn't take their eyes off the things and took out ten cents from their pockets to try them out.
Soon, more than ten people tried, but no one succeeded.
But even if they didn't hit the target, the stall owner Wei Wanshun didn't let the person go home empty-handed. Instead, he gave him a crispy cake, saying that it would be a good start and would prevent him from hitting the target empty-handed.
Although they didn't hit anything, they still got a biscuit in the end. Those people who were originally dejected cheered up, thanked Wei Wan and left.
Song Jingyun looked at Guan Pu with great interest and tugged at Jiang Mixia's sleeve, "Madam, I think someone will be able to hit the target now."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Mixia raised her eyebrows. "Look, after such a long time, no one has won. I guess there must be something fishy about this Guanpu business."
"It's been so long since anyone won, it's time for someone to win." Song Jingyun ate all the chestnut cakes and wiped his hands with a handkerchief. "If he doesn't let anyone win, then this business won't be able to continue."
There is some truth to that!
Even if it is fake, you have to throw out one or two real ones from time to time. Otherwise, it will lack credibility and people behind you will not be fooled again.
Not to mention, the young son-in-law has become much smarter now.
Jiang Mixia was very pleased.
As the two were talking, Wei Wanshun came over and said, "Young Master, do you want to give it a try? It only costs ten coins each time. If you're lucky, you can take away something worth one hundred and fifty coins!"
"Me?" Song Jingyun was stunned at first. When he was sure that Wei Wanshun was calling him, he shook his head like a rattle. "No, no, I'm unlucky. I'm sure I'll give you these ten cents in vain."
"How could it be? I see purple air lingering around the young master, he must be a man of great luck, he will definitely win." After Wei Wanshun finished speaking, he saw that Song Jingyun still insisted on not playing, and narrowed his eyes, "It seems that the young master is a henpecked man. With his wife around him, he dare not even play this."
"I'm not saying anything bad about you, young lady. You should always give your man some respect when he's out there. Don't be too strict with him, or else you'll lose face and others will say you're not virtuous..."
It’s okay to talk about him, but it’s not okay to talk about 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."
"If you are good to me, why can't I let you play with this? I know you are a proud young man, but you shouldn't be too arrogant. If I don't let you play, then I don't let you play. If I really care about you, I won't feel sorry for the ten cents, right?"
"You..." Song Jingyun's face flushed with anger. He turned to look at Jiang Mixia, "Madam, give him ten cents and let him see that you are not being mean to me!"
Jiang Mixia, "..."
He had just been praising his young son-in-law for his intelligence, but now he fell for the stall owner's provocation.
It seems that the road to educating the young son-in-law is long and arduous.
But the teaching has to be done at home, I can’t say too much here.
We still have to save face for the young son-in-law.
What's more, the little son-in-law had the best luck she had ever seen. This stall owner wanted to use provocation to attract business, but it seemed uncertain who would lose or gain in the end...
Jiang Mixia thought about it and took out thirty coins from her purse. "Let's play three times, and then we'll leave."
"Okay!" Song Jingyun raised his chin towards Wei Wanshun, "Look, my wife is okay."
Wei Wanshun, "..."
This young man, is his brain not enough?
His wife is clearly treating him like a child and coaxing him here, but he is still so happy here. It is really pitiful that he doesn't believe that he is henpecked.
However, the business was already in hand, so Wei Wanshun didn't say too much to Song Jingyun. He took the money with a smile and taught Song Jingyun how to play Guanpu. At the end, he asked, "Which one do you want to play?"
"Let's have the box of Reunion." Jiang Mixia made the decision for Song Jingyun.
If the little son-in-law wants to come and pounce, he will definitely go to the right place to eat.
When Song Jingyun saw Jiang Mixia's choice, he glanced at his wife.
It turned out that his wife understood him! "Okay." Wei Wanshun smiled, but he complained in his heart again.
It's so shameful that he listens to his wife in everything.
Song Jingyun didn't think too much, he just reached out to turn the turntable, "Then I'll start."
"Good luck." The stall owner said a compliment.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Jingyun shook the turntable vigorously.
The young son-in-law was quite strong now. After the turntable squeaked twice, it stopped wobbling.
When it finally settled, the pointer pointed steadily on the red line.
Impartial, without the slightest deviation.
"I hit it." Song Jingyun looked excited.
Got a big box full of reunion cakes!
“Hit!”
Among the onlookers, someone shouted excitedly.
"After all this time, I finally got one."
"Of course I did. I said at the beginning that this level was a bit deceptive, but now it seems that it is not entirely true. Some people still won."
"Then let's try it later?"
"Try it, it's only ten cents..."
There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and Wei Wanshun finally came to his senses. He rubbed his eyes and quickly looked at the turntable.
It was indeed above the red line. I got it right.
But, I shouldn't...
He had tampered with the turntable. Only when he wanted someone to win would they win. If he didn't want someone to win, then even if the other person had extremely good luck, they wouldn't win.
But now, he didn't take the magnet away, so how did he win?
Is this magnet useless?
Guanpu: Similar to a paid lottery, it was very popular during the Song Dynasty. The more you play, the bigger the stakes become. Some people even use houses, land, concubines, etc. as chips for Guanpu, which is almost the same as gambling...
(End of this chapter)
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