The two aunts who had finished washing the kitchen had no dishes to wash before the main banquet started, so they also ran to the front to watch the excitement.
An old lady smacked her lips and said, "Tsk, I don't know if Shiweitian can hire a dishwasher."
Want to go.
Another lady with a headscarf on her head said: "I can get this amount for a month of washing dishes plus commission."
Show two fingers.
"Young people are all vying for this position. Where can we get our turn?"
"Too."
The aunt sighed, "I wouldn't be surprised if the prize in the next round of lottery is one hundred taels of silver."
"No way."
The lady wearing a headscarf narrowed her eyes and said, "The third prize is forty taels, and the second prize is fifty taels of silver. This first prize is probably only increased by ten taels of silver, to sixty taels."
Hey, I can't earn sixty taels in my life, but others can get sixty taels for nothing."
"Who says it isn't!"
Half a quarter of an hour later, the girl on the stage finished singing, and You He stood in the middle of the stage again.
"The next step is to draw the first prize. Two numbers are drawn, and the prize amount is one hundred taels."
I really want to hit myself, You He said in his heart.
That's one hundred taels of silver, who wouldn't want it?
"Wow..." The audience exclaimed again, and Wei Ya was pushed to another climax.
After the people in the audience calmed down, You He continued: "I have asked our parents in Jiangzhou, Mr. Guan Ji, to draw two lucky first prize winners for us."
Magistrate Ji didn't expect that he would be the one to draw such a prize. He looked around and saw that Shen Wan and Yun Changfeng and his son both made a gesture of invitation. He really wanted to experience it, and he drew out two people with a net worth of over a hundred taels.
I felt like someone who was coming, so I didn’t refuse. I got on the stage amidst the applause of everyone. After I got on stage, I waved to everyone, which looked very friendly to the people.
"Number 108."
Magistrate Ji took out the first bamboo stick.
"It's me, I'm No. 1000."
A steward stood up in surprise and went on stage amidst the envy of everyone.
After he came to power, Magistrate Ji drew a second bamboo stick, "No. 88."
After reading out the number for a long time, there was no response from the audience.
Everyone looks at me and I look at you, and they all ask: "Who is No. 88?"
"Why is no one going up?" "Is it an empty number?"
"Does the empty number have to be drawn again?"
"probably!"
"Then we will have one more chance to draw a lottery."
Many people were hoping that the number 88 would be empty so that they could have one more chance. But unfortunately, the number 88 was not empty. The person who took this number thought that the elderly man was responsible.
Although the man who tended the tea trees was not successfully educated, he was a good hand at tending the tea trees and was better than anyone else. The tea trees he tended grew better than others, so he was selected as an outstanding employee.
The uncle couldn't read, so naturally he didn't know what his number was. Seeing that no one had come forward, someone at the same table asked him what his number was, and he said he didn't know.
When the young man at the same table looked at his bamboo stick, wasn't he number 88?
Only then did the old man know that he had won the grand prize. He did not dare to go on stage and personally took the heavy one hundred taels of silver from Magistrate Ji.
Magistrate Ji even spoke to him, and he said the same thing: "My father-in-law is so lucky!"
When the uncle stepped down from the stage, his feet were so light that even a hundred taels of silver could not hold them down.