Chapter 0082: Getting Rich by Raising the Coffin
I saw these two people singing the same tune and arguing with each other, and I just felt bored and didn't want to pay attention to them. Unexpectedly, Yang Xuan got excited and shouted at us: "Master Chen, if you have the guts, come down and fight with us. Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed later?"
The short and strong man laughed and said, "Master Chen, is he guilty? If you don't dare to come, just apologize to us respectfully and say 'Grandpa, I surrender', and we won't embarrass you!"
"Yes, yes, that's fine!" Yang Xuan was overjoyed.
He Jintang got angry when he heard this and cursed, "Fuck you, why am I arguing with you!"
Yang Xuan's face turned serious, and he said to Madam Huang, "Madam, I suspect that this Master Chen is a fake. I don't know where he got this invitation from. Otherwise, why wouldn't he dare to play a game with us?"
"This..." Mrs. Huang frowned.
Seeing that Yang Xuan was still being stubborn, I felt a little annoyed and said with a smile, "If that's the case, then I'll play with you guys?"
"Whoever loses must bow his head and call me grandpa. Do you dare?" Yang Xuan said loudly.
This kid was humiliated by me yesterday, and it seems like he is ready to confront me today.
"Okay." I glanced at the two of them, "But I'm a bit too big to play against you two rookies, so I'll let my sister play with you."
As soon as I said this, He Jintang burst out laughing and said loudly, "That's right, my old Chen is at the same level as your grandfather. If he plays with you, isn't that bullying you?"
Yang Xuan and the other two were so angry that their faces turned blue, but in terms of the level of the invitation from Prajna Villa, I was indeed at the same level as Yang Yuanning, He Youdao and others, and they were unable to refute it for the time being.
"Who is your sister?" the short and strong man asked, suppressing his anger.
I touched Baoer's little head and said, "This is the pretty girl."
There was a sudden burst of laughter in the field. Probably everyone thought that I said this on purpose to ridicule Yang Xuan and the other person.
"Mrs. Huang, you see, this guy is a fake. He doesn't dare to compete with us and is deliberately making trouble here!" Yang Xuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and went to complain again.
Baoer stood up from his chair silently and walked down the arena amid everyone's surprised gazes.
"I'm going to Lao Chen, are you really going to let Baoer go in your place?" He Jintang asked in surprise.
The short and strong man shouted from below: "If that's the case, then there's nothing to say. Let's all be witnesses. If this little girl loses later, don't say that we won unfairly!"
After a while, everyone sat down at the circular table one by one.
Yang Xuan and the short and strong man deliberately sat on Baoer's left and right sides, sandwiching her in the middle.
If it were any other child, they would probably cry after seeing this scene, but Baoer was not an ordinary child. He sat there upright, not showing any fear at all.
"Everyone get ready." Xiaohui gave the order.
We looked down from the audience and could see it clearly. Everyone had a stern look and nervous expressions. After all, this was related to who would get a huge sum of money worth over 100 million yuan. Who wouldn't be jealous?
"start!"
Following Xiaohui's command, the circular black table began to rotate slowly, and rectangular openings appeared on the table. There was a mechanism underneath that controlled the rising of identical black wooden boxes. They were so densely packed that the naked eye could not tell the difference between them.
"Old Chen, why does this box look like that thing?" He Jintang muttered .
I said they looked quite similar. These boxes were higher at one end and lower at the other and were painted black. They were basically small black coffins.
It turns out that this is not about "getting rich by getting promoted" but "getting rich by getting a higher coffin"!
Those people on the field must have noticed it, but the desire to get rich has overwhelmed everything, so no one cares what shape the box is.
A table full of small black coffins slowly turned around the crowd, but no one took any action. After all, if you took the wrong one, you would be fined copper coins, and it was not the case that the more you took, the better.
I looked at Baoer and saw that she was still sitting there upright. From excellent sitting posture, I could tell that He Zongze and his wife had excellent family education.
Most of the people on the field had their hands on the table at this time. Some were scratching their heads, while others were pointing at the small black coffin that was passing by them.
However, Yang Xuan, Ai Zhuang and a few others all hid their hands under the table in unison. They were calculating.
The so-called pinching is to use fingers as an aid to calculate, which is the most basic task for every Feng Shui master.
At this moment, Yang Xuan suddenly reached out and grabbed a small black coffin in the third row in front of him and put it into the basket behind him.
The short and strong guy on Baoer's right also grabbed one.
Seeing someone taking action, the others could no longer hold back and started grabbing without thinking twice.
I noticed that every time a black coffin on the table was taken away, a new one would be replaced, so the number of black coffins on the table would never decrease.
After a while, there were a few small black coffins in the baskets behind everyone, except Baoer, who just sat there without moving.
"Why don't you pick it up, Bao'er? Even if it's just a chance, it'll be good!" He Jintang was anxious.
I told him to be patient. Yang Xuan and the short and strong man were concentrating their attention. Every half a minute or so, they would reach out and grab the small black coffin.
I know that the calculation skills of these two people are about the same, and they think the speed of about half a minute is more accurate.
"Hey, is the table spinning faster and faster?" He Jintang said in surprise.
The speed of the table was indeed increasing, and it was getting faster and faster. With the calculation speed of Yang Xuan and others, they were just able to keep up with the speed of the table.
But at this time the table was spinning faster, so they could only increase their calculation speed. Otherwise, by the time they finished calculating, the black coffin would have already turned around. Moreover, after one turn, these black coffins would be replaced with new ones, so they could not wait for the black coffin to turn around again.
But despite this, the baskets behind Yang Xuan and the short and strong man had accumulated eight small black coffins each. As for the others, they had also grabbed a bunch, but Baoer's basket behind him was still empty, without a single one.
"What's wrong with Baoer? Did you play too late and fall asleep last night?" He Jintang was so anxious that he pulled his hair.
I asked him to sit still and not move.
"Damn it, Old Chen, are you still sitting there? If you lose later, you'll have to call those two bastards grandpa!" He Jintang simply stood up and shouted at Bao'er, "Come on, little Bao'er, kill them!"
When Baoer heard his voice, he actually turned around to look at us, nodded and said, "Oh, OK."
Then she reached out and grabbed a small black coffin that passed by her, and just as she put it in the basket behind her, she reached out and grabbed another one.
In the blink of an eye, there were five more in her basket.
