MTL - Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System-Chapter 1154 Good start

That's right, the moment this guy reached in, his expression changed immediately.

For a moment, he froze on the spot, his face was really ugly.

And this item also made all those who were observing him stunned for a moment, wondering why this guy had such an expression now.

At the same time, I was also secretly wondering, what was in it?

Is there something terrible in that wooden box?

Or is there any secret hidden weapon in this case?

Could it be that the boss wanted to harm them?

But after thinking about it, this is a bit impossible. After all, this shop is opened by the one above, so why would they focus on them, a group of little housekeepers?

Whoever said that people like myself stand in front of outsiders are very beautiful and have nothing to do, but if you really want to stand in front of that person, let alone look at yourself, you are definitely not as good as a dog.

It is no exaggeration to say that my master is just a dog-like existence in front of that one.

Because of this, they quickly abandoned this idea, but seeing the strange and ugly expression on that guy's face, and not knowing what this guy had gone through, everyone was extremely curious for a while, He held his breath and concentrated on forgetting this way.

Just waiting for his next movement, just waiting for the next moment to see why he has such an expression.

However, when the shopkeeper at this moment saw such an expression, he couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

Of course he wants to know why this guy has such an expression, and of course he knows what this guy is thinking now.

As for what the people around him thought, he would never agree with it. Just kidding, it was just like what they thought. How could the emperor know as much as these bastards?

And the reason why this guy has such a strange expression on his face is, of course, because he penetrated into it with his hand at this moment, but later he was shocked to find that the things inside really shocked him.

As for why it was so shocking, there is only one point, and that is because the number of bamboo sticks in the wooden box at this moment is too many and huge.

It is no exaggeration to say that when he reached in, he touched countless bamboo sticks in an instant, and even if he inserted it directly to the bottom, there were still dense bamboo sticks.

Let's put it this way, there are two to three hundred people in the field, but the number of bamboo sticks must not be less than 1,000.

This is still a rough estimate, if not, the number will be more, the reason is that the size of the bamboo stick is different from what he imagined.

Originally, there were people who were telling fortunes in temples, and the bamboo sticks they used were all long and strip-shaped.

Because of this, in his opinion, this wooden box can only hold one or two hundred sticks at most.

But now it seems that I think too much, the size of this bamboo room is grasped with one hand, it is definitely not less than twenty or thirty pieces, that is to say, the bamboo sticks inside are only the size of a cigarette, which is about the same size.

It was also like this, there were bamboo sticks densely packed inside, which made his complexion become ugly in an instant. ....

Now he really doesn't know how many jugs of wine these people can get.

If it is only 200 draws, then they may still have the confidence to draw 50 pots.

But in the current situation, it is very likely that there are 50 of them, and less than five jars of wine is absolutely not an exaggeration.

That's right, that's what he was thinking at this moment, and he never thought that there were so many bamboo sticks in it, which made him stunned for a long time, at a loss for what to do.

But no matter what, he still had to draw it this time, so he could only grit his teeth, reach out his hand and stir it indiscriminately, and directly took out a bamboo stick in it at random, and held it in his hand.

Immediately after everyone was watching, he directly pulled out his hand. This time, everyone focused their eyes on his palm.

Looking at his palm, everyone became excited with one heart. This feeling is very strange, and it is the same psychology as those people in later generations when they watch others scratch their prizes and scratch their hands.

That kind of feeling is really afraid that the other party will not scratch it, so that I will not be able to scratch it either. And I was extremely afraid that the other party would really scratch it, and I would panic with anger.

All in all, to describe it in one sentence, that is. It hurts me more if you get it than if I don't.

It is also due to various reasons that everyone present among these people is very contradictory at this moment.

The dozens of servants brought by this guy undoubtedly hope that their bamboo can be drawn.

But for the rest of the people, no one wanted them to be able to get it, they all silently muttered in their hearts, "I can't get it, I can't get it, I can't get it, don't get it, God Bless, don't let him get it."

Of course, you can only think about these words in your heart, and naturally you can’t say them out. After all, the identity of the other party is there. If people like yourself really say such things, then don’t care whether the other party can If you draw it, all in all, you will definitely have trouble.

The other party will definitely turn his head to find trouble for him. At that time, not only will he be unlucky, but his master may also be implicated by him.

It was also because of this that everyone looked at the guy in front of him expectantly, hoping that he would never get a drink.

Under this kind of gaze, the guy directly raised his palm slowly, and then slowly spread it out. Suddenly, a small bamboo stick appeared in front of his eyes. Appeared in front of everyone in the field.

But because of the distance, and because the bamboo stick was so small, no one around except him could see clearly what was written on it.

However, when his eyes turned upwards, suddenly, that wrinkled face burst into a smile, and at the same time, there was a burst of ecstasy.

And when everyone saw this change in his expression, Qiqi's heart suddenly thumped, and he secretly said that it was not good.

You don't need to think about it, this guy must have definitely smoked a jug of wine, if not, how could they show such an expression? ....

This expression is not fake, it is obvious that this guy is very excited.

Sure enough, when everyone was guessing whether this guy really got a drink, this guy's voice also rang out.

He immediately took a step forward, shook the bamboo stick in his hand at the shopkeeper, and said loudly happily:

"Hahaha, it seems that my luck is really good. Come to the shopkeeper, take a look. Is there a bottle of wine written on it? Does it mean that I can buy a bottle of wine tomorrow with just this bamboo stick?" jar of wine?"

Seeing this, the shopkeeper also stretched out his hand to take the bamboo stick with a smile, and after a glance, he nodded to him, and said loudly to everyone:

"That's right, it's a pool of wine, hehe, tomorrow you only need this bamboo stick to come to our store to buy a jug of wine. Of course, the old man said before that this bamboo stick is for personal use only.

And there is a number on the bamboo stick, and you can see that the number 0412 is written on the bottom.

In other words, this number needs to be registered with your real name, and only Butler Lu can buy drinks with this bamboo stick without a number. If Housekeeper Lu didn't take this number, then I'm sorry, but it won't be sold. "

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. No one thought that the bamboo stick not only contained a sample of wine, but also had a serial number.

Having said that, for a while, those quick-minded people put away their small thoughts, and they also knew that the things they thought might not come true.

However, at this moment, the butler laughed, and then said:

"Don't worry, shopkeeper, since the shopkeeper has made the rules, then we

Some people should just obey, haha, besides, my luck is really good, it seems that our family is going to buy a batch of wine, if I am lucky, my servants will naturally be as lucky Where to go.

Haha, let's wait and see now, I believe it won't take long for the results to come out.

And I believe that out of the 200 jars of wine this time, at least thirty or fifty jars will fall into our hands.

Hahaha, please don't be depressed at that time, after all, this is luck, this is luck. Who made our family feel lucky? "

What he said was so arrogant that everyone cast resentful eyes on him for a moment, and they all wanted to rush up and beat this guy up.

It's just that their identities are there, so they can only think about it in their hearts.

As for the truth, it is absolutely unrealistic to rush forward.

Of course, for such words, the shopkeeper smiled noncommittally, and then continued to speak to the crowd below:

"Hehe, since Butler Lu has already finished smoking, let's hurry up and don't delay too long. There are still so many people queuing up behind us, so let's smoke one each. Go ahead."

After finishing speaking, he returned the bamboo stick in his hand to shopkeeper Lu, and at the same time asked Xiao Si to register.

Soon the work here was completed, and the servant below also took a step forward to the big wooden box. Because of the help of his own housekeeper, he directly pulled out a jar of wine, which also gave them a lot more Confidence, they also thought that since the housekeeper had such luck, then people like themselves must not be far behind, at least they could imagine it. ....

It seems that this matter is not that difficult. Maybe more than half of them have alcohol, which makes them all excited for a while, and at the same time, they are also gearing up. They can't wait, The guy in the first place stretched out his hand and put it into the barrel.

When the butler at the side saw such a situation, a smile appeared on his face.

He is also very proud, he believes that even if this person's luck is not good, at least he has a pool of wine in his hand, and he believes that half of the 50 people will be able to draw.

Sure enough, under the gaze of everyone, this guy quickly took his hand back, and in his hand was also holding a bamboo stick.

Looking at the rest of the people in the field at this moment, their faces are extremely ugly. As for the matter of the guy who won a jug of wine earlier, they all have a somewhat bad premonition in their hearts. It's not that easy.

It seems that there are so many people lined up in front, maybe they will drink up all the drinks.

If this is the case, aren't people like myself queuing up for nothing, waiting for nothing?

And there is another point, that is, after going back, there is no way to be like my master.

Just as he was thinking like this, the servant seemed to have spread his palm, and suddenly, a bamboo stick appeared in front of his eyes.

Before he could take a closer look, Steward Lu snatched it away, and at the same time looked at it, but after seeing it, his originally smiling face suddenly changed, and his whole body They all became serious.

At the same time, he threw it to the servant angrily, and began to reprimand him:

"Asshole, what a waste of luck, I didn't draw anything, it just appeared as a blank, hmph, really, I raised you for nothing, get lost, get out of here quickly.

Next, next, hurry up.

If you can't draw any more, I won't give you food today.

Remember when you go back, those who don't get a drink don't care about the meal. "

From this point, it can also be seen that this guy's bearing is not very big, and it can also be seen how arrogant and domineering this guy is usually.

There is no good face at all.

Because of this, UU reading www.uukanshu.com saw that the servants were full of resentment in their hearts, but although they were resentful in their hearts, they dared not show the slightest expression on their faces.

Soon, the second servant also stood up, walked up to the wooden box, put his hand into it without hesitation, grabbed one and handed it directly to the butler.

After all, he also knew that if he wanted to see it, the butler would definitely take it away. Instead of that, he might as well hand it to the butler directly.

What's more, there is another point, that is, he basically doesn't know anyone, and because of this, even if it is written on it, he doesn't know it.

However, when the bamboo stick was handed to the butler, the butler just glanced at it, then went up and kicked the man's leg, and at the same time sternly shouted:

"Waste like waste, rolling around, there is no food tonight."

[To be continued. . . . 】.

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