Chapter 0081 Master
Almost every piece of collection here is priceless.
I glanced at each one briefly, finally stopping in front of an old book.
This book was sealed in a glass box. It was the book "Falling Star Handwritten Notes on Star Constellations". I could see the cover but couldn't read the contents, which made me itchy.
At this time, Xiao Hui's clear voice was heard saying, "It is an honor for our Huang family to have you, distinguished guests, come to our villa. There is a game to play in our museum. I wonder if you are interested?"
After she said this, there was little reaction from the audience. Most people had no interest in playing games at all.
Xiao Hui looked around and smiled slightly, "Of course there must be prizes for playing games. The winner can choose any collection in the museum."
When everyone present heard this, they were immediately shocked.
"Oh my god, the Huang family is really rich!" Even He Jintang, the playboy, was a little surprised.
You have to know that although every piece of collection in this museum is a fine product, their values do vary.
If you really choose randomly, then someone who knows a little bit about the business can just pick the most expensive one.
Let’s not talk about the other things, just talk about Wang Hui’s “Handscroll of Tang Dynasty Poetry”. According to the current value of Wang Hui’s paintings at auction houses, it is worth at least over 100 million yuan.
In front of treasures of this magnitude, even those second-generation rich people who have been accustomed to money since childhood would feel jealous, their hearts beat fast, and their breathing become rapid.
Not to mention the girlfriends they brought with them, all of them opened their eyes wide, immediately surrounded Xiaohui, and vied with each other to ask to participate.
"Everyone can participate. " Xiaohui said with a smile.
At Mrs. Huang's suggestion, Xiaohui took us to the southeast side of the museum.
The eight corners of the museum are actually built according to the Eight Trigrams, and the southeast corner is the Xun position.
Xun is the eldest daughter among the five elements and represents money. In Feng Shui, it is also called the "wealth position".
There was an elevator mounted on that wall, large enough to accommodate all of us at once.
The elevator only goes to the first floor and the basement floor. It turns out there is another floor underneath the museum.
After we went downstairs, we saw a corridor with a row of dim corridor lights on the ceiling and some closed doors on both sides.
Xiaohui opened one of the rooms. When we went in, we saw that the room was round with some chairs placed around it. The middle was sunken and there was a circular black table inside, which was the arena.
"Old Chen, what is this?" He Jintang muttered beside me.
I didn't understand what was going on, and then I heard Xiao Hui say in a clear voice: "The name of our game is very simple, it's called 'Getting Promoted and Getting Rich'."
Seeing that everyone was confused, Xiaohui smiled and said, "The rules are very simple. A lot of small boxes will appear there in a moment. Each box may contain a copper coin or not, but the weight is the same."
"Everyone will go and get the box. Whoever gets the most copper coins at the end will win. Of course, if you get an empty box, you will lose a copper coin."
The rules of this game are actually very simple. To put it bluntly, everyone touches the box. If you touch a coin inside, you get one point. If you touch an empty box, you lose one point. So it's not the case that the more you touch, the better.
"Isn't this just a matter of luck? What kind of game is this?" He Jintang complained.
actually not.
If everyone present today were ordinary people, then that would be fine, and it would really be just a matter of luck. But today there happen to be people from the world of metaphysics present, so that makes the situation different.
Except for me, all the people invited by the Huang family this time are famous Feng Shui masters in Jiangcheng.
For Feng Shui masters, they all have the skills of calculation and divination, the only difference is the level of their skills.
And this game actually requires calculations.
To be frank, there are only two possibilities for this box. Either there are copper coins or there are no copper coins. The probability is 50-50.
Ordinary people can only guess blindly, but if they know how to count, they can use this to calculate whether there are copper coins in the box. The more accurate your calculation is, the higher the chance of being right.
In the end, if nothing unexpected happens, the person with the best planning level will definitely win.
Soon, the crowd poured into the arena. I took a look and saw that almost all the young people had participated. The only ones left were Yang Yuanning and four other old men.
I think these five people are the famous Feng Shui masters who were invited to this event.
Given their status, they certainly didn't have the face to compete with a bunch of youngsters, but their disciples and nephews were all on the field at this time, which meant that they were also involved.
In addition to these five people, there were only three of us, He Jintang, Baoer and I, who were still sitting on the chairs outside without moving.
After listening to my explanation, He Jintang knew that there was no hope for him, so he simply decided not to waste his energy.
However, I always felt that there was something weird about the Prajna Villa inside and out, especially the fact that treasures worth hundreds of millions were used to play a game. It was very strange, so I just stood by and watched to see what the trick was.
At this time, someone on the field shouted sarcastically: "Hey, isn't this Master He? Are you coming to fight with us youngsters?"
I saw that the man who was speaking was short and strong , with thick eyebrows and a broad nose. He seemed to be the grandson or apprentice of one of the Feng Shui masters.
The person he was mocking was a man in his forties, thin and skinny, with a moustache. He looked a little funny, but his eyes rolled around and he looked quite shrewd.
It turned out that this person was He Youdao, who had been very popular in Jiangcheng recently. He looked like a mercenary businessman, but did not have the temperament of a master at all.
"That's right, Master He, a master like you is getting involved, aren't you bullying us?" This time it was Yang Xuan who spoke, and his tone was also sarcastic.
He Jintang asked me who this He Youdao was and why he seemed to be at odds with that guy named Yang.
I told him the general situation and He Jintang said "Oh" and that it seemed that colleagues were enemies. He Youdao overshadowed Yang Yuanning's group, so it was no wonder that these people were unhappy.
But He Youdao looked like a businessman and was thick-skinned. He laughed and said, "It's fun to play games with more people." Then he sat down and ignored the sarcasm from these people.
This made him the oldest player on the field.
Yang Xuan sneered at He Youdao, then looked around and suddenly said, "Where's Master Chen?"
The short and strong man asked, "Which Master Chen? Where is the Master Chen here?"
Yang Xuan raised his voice and said, "Of course it's that Master Chen. He's so powerful that he doesn't even take my grandfather seriously!"
The short and strong man suddenly realized and said with a smile: "So it's him! I think this guy is just a swindler, Brother Yang, you took him seriously!"
Yang Xuan laughed out loud.
