Chapter 200 Selling

Some drops of water are sprinkled on the purple grapes, which looks particularly attractive. Lu Mengji turned his head and looked at the grapes in the basket. He felt that his mouth was full of saliva and couldn't help stopping.

"Sweet and sweet grapes, girl, how much do you want?" The old man immediately came to Lu Mengji, picked up a bunch of grapes and stuffed it into her hand. "Girl, try it. It's not sweet and free!"

Lu Mengji shook his head with a smile, "How much is this grape?"

"How does the girl want to buy it?" The old man smiled and pointed to a bamboo tube hanging around his waist. "If you sell it, shake it once and shake it out three times in a row. If the number of three signatures adds up to fifteen, I will give the girl a catty of grapes. If it is less than fifteen, the girl can't buy grapes."

"This way of selling is fresh. What if you buy it directly with silver?" It was very novel to hear for the first time that Lu Mengji still used this kind of gambling method to buy fruit.

"If you buy it directly, I will sell it to the girl at the market price, half a catty. The price is fair, and the children are not bullied, girl, don't worry!" The old man's dark face was full of the truth of the farmer. Lu Mengji thought about it carefully, so he bent down to pick out a few bunches of grapes and put them on the old man's name.

"The grapes are sold. Twenty cents shake once, and you can get a catty of grapes for 20 cents! Don't miss it when you pass by!" The old man weighed and shouted, and soon passeders-by surrounded him.

"Yo, girl, these are three catties, and it takes one or two halves of silver. Why don't you try to shake them once? Maybe you can take so many grapes home with 60 cents!" The old man's voice was full of anger, and the people next to him were eager to try, and they also helped persuade Lu Mengji.

"That's right, girl, why don't you try to throw it away? Maybe you only spent dozens of yuan to take away all these grapes!" Lu Mengji took out the package and was about to pay for it. He never thought of getting these fruits by selling them. Although it was very attractive to take away these grapes with very little money, the game is difficult to predict after all. If you are unlucky, you may not be able to get a catty of fruit. Besides, in gambling, it is difficult In case no one comes, many people are bankrupt because of this, and the change of Huitong's little monk's family is the best lesson.

"Come on, let me try, old man. Take the 20 articles. If I shake it for a while, you don't play tricks!" A bearded middle-aged man took out a handful of black coins from his arms and counted several times before reluctantly stuffing the money into the old man's hand.

"You can rest assured, old man, I do business at a fair price, and the children are not deceived." The old man handed over the bamboo tube to the middle-aged man, opened the lid of the bucket and took out all the bamboo sticks inside and spread them in his hand. "Look, from one to nine, it's all here. If you look at it, I'll put it in."

Although 20 cents is not a lot of money, it is still a large amount for many ordinary families. Although the middle-aged man gave the money to the old man, he still regretted it, but when he saw the child next to him looking at the grapes, he still gritted his teeth and decided to fight.

"Wang!" The bamboo stick was shaken loudly in the bucket, and soon three bamboo sticks fell out of its opening.

"One two," the old man picked up the bamboo stick and reported the number in a loud voice, "One eight!"

When the middle-aged man heard this number, his excited hands trembled and secretly prayed that the last one was bigger than five, but the sky did not follow his wishes. When he heard the old man report the number three, the middle-aged man instantly returned to his son like frost.

"Old uncle, here you are," Lu Mengji saw the bustle and handed over the silver to the old man. The old man came to sell it today. He never thought that someone would really sell grapes. In order to sell grapes, he raised the price much higher than the market price, but he wanted to earn some money by selling it for nothing. He got so much at once, and his hands trembled excitedly.

"Girl, take your grapes." The old man wrapped the grapes in oil paper and narrowed his eyes with joy.

Lu Mengji turned around and wanted to bring the grapes back to Jingluxuan to reward You Ziqi, but as soon as he took a step, he heard the voice of the middle-aged man next to him.

"Huzi, Dad is useless. I didn't win grapes for you. When Dad makes money in the future, he will definitely buy a lot of grapes for Huzi!" The middle-aged man looked at the grapes regretfully and took his son's hand to prepare to leave.

But the son was obviously a little unhappy and didn't want to turn around.

"Let's go. Dad will definitely buy it for you in the future!" The middle-aged man took his son's hand hard and saw that the tears in the child's eyes were about to fall. The man was so angry that he pulled his son, "Why are you crying? It's not promising! Come home with me!"

Lu Mengji was a little unbearable. Presumably, this man took a risk to give his son a taste of this grape. Unfortunately, ten bets and nine losses, which is an adventure game in itself.

"Uncle, please stay," Lu Mengji took out a small bunch of grapes and walked to the child.

"Girl, you are..."

Lu Mengji smiled and took out 20 cents from his pocket, holding grapes in one hand and copper money in the other. He looked at the child in front of him with a smile, "You are a tiger, aren't you?"

The tiger nodded, and the tears in his eyes were still shining.

"Huzi, now I have a bunch of grapes in my hand, or 20 cents. You can choose one of the two. You can choose to use 20 cents and shake the lottery from this grandfather. Maybe you will win a catty of grapes, or choose to take the grapes directly from me. Good boy, think about it carefully before making a choice.

The middle-aged man wanted to speak again, but was stopped by Lu Mengji shaking his head.

"I, I want grapes." Hu Zi hesitated again and again, looked at the copper money from the grapes, and then moved from the copper money to the grapes, and finally took the grapes from Lu Mengji's hand.

Lu Mengji nodded approvingly and asked, "Why didn't you choose these 20 cents?" You know, it is possible to exchange these 20 articles for a catty of grapes from Grandpa.

"But I may not get anything." Huzi answered clearly and simply.

"You're right, Huzi, remember that you may encounter a lot of ** like today in the future. Maybe you can win a catty of grapes with only 20 cents, but if you don't win the bet, you will not only lose these 20 cents, but you won't even get grape skin. Only what you get with your own hands is what really belongs to you, Huzi. In the future, in the face of all kinds of **, you must remember that choice is more important than luck! Well, take the grapes and go home with your father. Don't forget to let your mother taste it. Remember to share good things with others. Remember? Looking at Huzi's tender face, Lu Mengzhi couldn't imagine what life would make him look like in the future, but she still wanted him to understand how terrible this bottomless ** was. What she could do was just these small reminders.

"Huzi, return the grapes to your sister quickly. Dad will definitely buy them for you when he has money in the future. Today, Dad is not good. He is confused for a moment, and Dad will never gamble again in the future." The middle-aged man put the grapes back in Lu Mengji's hands, and the guilt on his face became deeper and deeper. What Lu Mengji said to his son was more like telling him. He thought he would have the luck to win the catty of grapes for the tiger, but he put on the little copper money...

"Uncle, just take it, Hu Zixiao. Think of it as my gift. As long as he will be a good person in the future, it's better than anything else!" Lu Mengji stuffed the grapes back into the tiger's hands.

The middle-aged man blushed and pushed the tiger and said, "Thank you, sister!"

"Thank you, sister," Huzi bent down seriously and looked up at Lu Mengjie and said, "Sister, if I have delicious food in the future, I will definitely give it to my sister!"

Lu Mengyu grinned. The child was obviously more sensible and interesting than he thought.

At this time, there were obviously more people around after the sale. Some people were eager to try, but when they heard Lu Mengji's words, they were a little hesitant. The old man looked at Lu Mengji with a black face. Because of Lu Mengji, few people have come to sell it so far, which makes him very unhappy.

"Girl, let's go!" The old man went to Lu Mengji and whispered, and handed over a small bunch of grapes, "This bunch of grapes is for you. Go quickly."

"Oh, uncle, I'm sorry, I'll leave right away. You can keep this grape by yourself. You're busy. I'll go." Lu Mengji grabbed the grapes wrapped in oil paper, smiled at the old man with apologetically, and walked back.

As soon as she walked out of the human wall, suddenly there was a burst of **, and a bright knife rushed to the direction of Lu Mengji and waved it. Many people were busy watching the bustle and did not realize the arrival of danger.

"Run, be careful!" Lu Mengji pushed hard, and the people who had reacted were scattered like birds and beasts. Lu Mengji spread his legs and dodged by the roadside, but the man with the big knife seemed to deliberately chase Lu Mengji. Seeing that the big knife was about to cut Lu Mengji's back.

Lu Mengji was so scared that her mind was blank. She just ran forward desperately and tried to get rid of the pursuit of the people behind her, but her speed and physical strength were obviously much weaker than those with knives. Even with the power bursting out by fear, she could still feel the big knife behind her approaching.

"Hang!" The sound of metal collision made a sharp and harsh sound. Lu Mengjian was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat, and the girl ran faster.

The sound of ping-pong and swords came from behind him. People on the street fled, and the door of the store on the street was also scared and closed by the dishoned clerks for fear of ruthlessly hurting themselves.

Lu Mengji ran desperately, but not far away, a big knife had already appeared in front of him. In this way, Lu Mengji seemed to have entered a dead end, and there was no way to live.

"Ah..." After Lu Mengzhu exclaimed, the whole person has been pulled into a small shop.

"Shh, it's me!"