Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 6: Boy, do you want to draw a lottery?

Although I don’t know why the owner of Zhangji Antique Shop is surnamed Gao, but since he does this, there must be a reason behind it.

At this moment, a stall belonging to the Gao family has been set up in an open space on the roadside of the Xiao Qinhuai business district. At first, only the servants of the Gao family were busy running around, and most of the passers-by just glanced at it and did not pay much attention. But at about three quarters past noon, the stall was finally set up.

Then a carriage stopped nearby, and many people began to carry things downstairs. Only then did people realize that the things being carried down were actually rare antiques that were not normally allowed to be seen.

This attracted quite a lot of people to watch, and even the government detectives were invited to stand nearby to maintain order. Then a singing group from teahouses and restaurants started sitting nearby and singing. After a while, a large crowd gathered here, roughly estimated to be more than three hundred people.

“There aren’t enough people.”

Xia Lin stood aside, holding the phone tightly in his hand, while the young master of the Gao family next to him just looked at him jokingly: "I thought you chose something. Although this paperweight is beautiful, it is just a paperweight after all. Besides, it is not heavy enough and will fly away if the wind blows. There are so many valuable things in my warehouse, why did you choose this?"

"Oh, Master Gao, this is like buying a dog. Buying a dog for appearance is a business, and ordinary people buy dogs for appearance. It's the same with me. I just want a paperweight as a birthday gift for my brother. I don't like ordinary things on the market. I only want the finest ones from your Gao family business."

"Tsk, a poor scholar is so particular." Master Gao glanced at Xia Lin, but his expression showed that he was flattered. "Okay, don't say any more. Today I'll see if you can sell all these accumulated items after tossing me around."

"Then Master Gao, please be careful. The goods here are all worth 30 to 50 taels. Don't make goods worth 100 to 80 taels. You will lose a lot of money then."

"You don't need to worry."

Hearing this reply, Xia Lin took a deep breath and walked to the small stall, then shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone, everyone, fellow villagers! Look over here!"

After he shouted, almost everyone looked in Xia Lin's direction. He then continued, "In order to thank new and old customers for their long-term concern, Young Master Gao specially prepared this event."

Following Xia Lin's words, the music and singing nearby suddenly became louder in pitch, and the fireworks behind him also began to blast, making the place as lively as the New Year.

"Three coins to win the treasure!" Xia Lin shouted, "Everyone only needs three coins to have a chance to win a fine antique worth sixty taels! Please read the instructions!"

The red cloth-covered cards were unveiled, revealing the words inside: Each prize is assigned a number of numbered balls, and these numbers are unique. Spend three coins to participate in the treasure hunt to get one of the numbers. After the prize is drawn, the lucky winner with the same number can get the prize. If the winner is not satisfied, he or she can exchange the prize for the full price of the product.

This way of playing was obviously a gambling method, Xia Lin was quite familiar with it. His salary and royalties back then had long been sucked up by this thing. Not to mention that it didn't work, this thing was very addictive, and once it started, it was almost impossible to stop it.

However, the tricks that have been played out in modern society can no longer be described as new here. It is simply a dimensionality reduction attack. It can even be said that gambling is human nature. Once this way of playing comes out, who will not be confused?

Moreover, they are antiques, calligraphy and paintings. To put it bluntly, isn't this a chance to exchange three taels of silver for fifty or sixty taels? Fifty or sixty taels is enough for a wealthy family to earn half a year. Who wouldn't be confused? Take a chance and your bicycle could turn into a motorcycle.

Participants were enthusiastic at once, and soon the two hundred numbers were sold out. The first round of lottery began. As the rotating drum started to spin, everyone's attention was focused on it. During this process, every participant's heartbeat accelerated and breathing became rapid, obviously with adrenaline surging.

Until one of the beads fell off with a click, the crisp sound was engraved on the hearts of everyone present. At this time, a beautiful woman came forward, picked up the ball, took a look at the number on it, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to number 184 for winning the prize!"

There was a burst of groans from the crowd, but only one white-haired old man shouted excitedly: "I won! I won!!"

After saying that, he walked up to the booth with his number. After waiting for verification, Xia Lin immediately announced: "Congratulations on today's good start! The first winner has appeared!"

The old man won a painting, but as an old man he obviously had no interest in it, so he converted it into fifty taels of silver on the spot.

All this was done in public, and the old man was definitely not a hired assassin, because they saw this old man every day. He was Old Guo who sold tofu on the roadside.

"Okay, now let's start the next round. Everyone please line up to buy numbers again!"

As the rounds went by, most of the goods were sold out, but people's interest did not diminish at all. After all, these things were high-quality products and the money was real silver.

Of course, there are those who are lucky, who won two out of three times and then don't have to work for a year, there are also those who made some money but lost all their money later on some packaged numbers, and there are also those who failed to win and left the market in disgrace. For a moment, all kinds of human nature were revealed in this empty space. The accountant walked up to the eldest son of the Gao family and whispered, "Young master, we have already made back our money, and the remaining 40% is pure profit anyway."

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

The young master of the Gao family's face flushed with excitement. He looked at Xia Lin who was drinking tea beside him and was amazed: "You poor scholar are really amazing! Why didn't I think of this idea? My father was annoyed before and said that there were too many backlogs of these things. Now it's good. In the future, we can do the same for other businesses."

Xia Lin glanced at him and said, "Don't do too much. If you stretch your hands too far, you'll get chopped off."

"Why?" The Gao family's young master was obviously not a businessman. As soon as I heard him speak, I knew that his mind was not so clear: "Who dares to chop off my Gao family's hands?"

Xia Lin sneered and pointed to the sky: "Every industry has its own ways and rules. There are not many simple people who can take root in this Jiangnan merchant land. If you extend your hands to other industries, don't blame others for attacking you."

His mysterious words made the young master of the Gao family stunned. He looked carefully at the boy who looked a few years younger than himself again, and felt that he was unfathomable.

But he was not smart enough. Although he roughly understood what Xia Lin said, he was still repeatedly thinking about how to use this trick in other business and completely ignored Xia Lin's warning.

Seeing his mentally retarded appearance, Xia Lin was too lazy to say anything. He just turned around and said, "Master Gao, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. You can't leave now." Master Gao woke up from his dream of overwhelming wealth and grabbed Xia Lin's hand: "You can't leave."

"Are you trying to cheat?" Xia Lin pointed at the constable next to him and said, "The government officials are right next to us."

"That's not what I meant. I mean, you look young but you are full of bad intentions. Why don't you follow me, the young master? I promise you will have a good life."

Xia Lin just laughed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, young master, but I came here just to take the imperial examination."

Of course, he didn't want to stay here any longer. He had already obtained the Dynasty Ultimate Golden Finger. With it, he had a treasure trove of knowledge. The future was more than promising...

After bidding farewell to the young master, Xia Lin quickly returned to the rented attic and started fiddling with his phone. When he first wrote about this phone, it was really awesome, with features like ultra-time and space networking, unlimited battery life, and even the fact that it would never wear out.

Otherwise, the book is a rubbish book. It's hard to sign a contract. The setting is wrong. But the key is that when he came here and got the setting of the rubbish book, he knew what it meant to be ecstatic. So now he clearly understands a concept, that is, no matter how rubbish the setting is, it will become a legendary treasure when it falls into his hands.

However, having a mobile phone is not a panacea. After all, a mobile phone is just a mobile phone. It cannot prevent beheading. So after Xia Lin got over the ecstasy of getting the phone, he gradually calmed down.

Now that the first step of the task has been completed, it is time to plan the next step. He doesn't want to eat slop with that toad Zhang Zhongchun anymore.

Is it the imperial examination or business?
It is also possible to make money through business and buy an official position, but in that case you can only be stuck as a county magistrate at most, and that will definitely be in a small county where the people have no money at all. It's just that this path is relatively simple. With the help of mobile phones and the Internet, in this era, doing some business gimmicks is like a piece of cake.

The exam route is much more difficult. After all, exams are not just about the test, but about the human relationship and worldly wisdom! However, its advantage is that the upper limit is very high. Once you gain the upper hand, you can really soar to the sky with the wind.

But just when Xia Lin was hesitating whether to take the exam, do business, or try his luck first, Lao Zhang came back. He came back and said excitedly, "Daoshengdaosheng, you're going to be rich, get up and don't lie down!"

"What's wrong? Did you find some fresh cow dung or something?"

"No, if I find something fresh, I'll bring you a pack to try." Old Zhang said breathlessly, "Just now when I was writing a letter for someone, I heard a piece of news that there will be a poetry competition in the flower building tomorrow afternoon, and the first place winner will get to have dinner with the Prince of Qin."

"Do you have money?" Xia Lin sat up and said, "I will go only if I have money."

"Yes! The first place will get 150 taels of silver, and the second place will get 100 taels! Then you'll be first and I'll be second! Together we'll get 250 taels!"

(End of this chapter)