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Chapter 452 passing by with soy sauce

Just now Zhang Zhong was wondering why the people of the United States were so stupid. Could it be that the mysterious Eastern power played a role? It turns out that this guy is a stooge.

He looked at the two people performing with great interest, wondering if any of the people watching around him would be fooled.

Facing the young man's request, the fortune teller waved his hand and said, "A person can only get one of this thing, and it must be a destined person. In addition, this thing can only eliminate disasters and solve problems, but it cannot bless you to make a fortune."

At this moment, another brown-haired white man ran out of the crowd and asked, "Master, can you sell me one of these things? I'm willing to pay a higher price."

"No need to pay a higher price, I said, I will sell one to someone who is destined to do so."

"Master, do you think I am a destined person?" the brown-haired white man asked.

The fortune teller looked up and down at the white man in front of him, then shook his head after a while and said, "Sorry, you are not a destined person, and you have not had any disasters recently, so you don't need to use this."

The expression on the face of the brown-haired white man is very rich. At first glance, he is happy that he has not had any disasters recently, but also disappointed that he cannot buy an amulet.

Zhang Zhong secretly praised him, this guy's acting skills were much better than the first young man's, and he was no better than a professional actor.

He could tell at a glance that this person was also a scammer, and before the person walked out of the crowd, the fortune teller had already glanced in that direction unintentionally.

The brown-haired white man walked back to the crowd, shook his head and said, "What a pity."

A young man next to him said, "He said you haven't had any disasters recently. Why do you look so unhappy?"

He sighed, "I know that there have been no disasters recently. I am definitely happy, but it is a pity that I couldn't buy that pendant. I have been to China and have seen this thing. One of them costs at least seven or eight hundred Huaxia coins locally.

It’s just over a hundred dollars, and it’s even more expensive here in the United States. Last time I checked online, one costs five or six hundred dollars.”

"real?"

"If you don't believe me, let me check online for you. This person probably doesn't have much in his hands."

The person next to me saw the news on the Internet and said in surprise, "It's really so expensive."

"Of course, otherwise, my friend, you go and try it. If you can buy one, I will pay 20% more for it."

The man thought for a while and felt that this business could be done, and it would be quite cost-effective to make twenty dollars by changing hands. However, before he could move, another person ran over next to him.

"Master, may I ask if I am a destined person?"

The fortune teller looked at the man up and down, counted with his fingers for a while, nodded and said, "You haven't had any major disasters recently, but you have had some small bumps. Let me sell you one."

The man paid for one, and the brown-haired white man from before quickly ran over and grabbed the man's hand, "Friend, please transfer this to me, and I'll give you an extra twenty dollars."

"Are you kidding me? I heard everything you just said. I can sell it online for hundreds of dollars more, so why should I sell it to you? Besides, everyone said that I have had some setbacks recently. Didn't you hear it?

"After that, the man left.

The brown-haired young man shook his head helplessly, then turned around and asked the man just now: "Brother, do you want to try it?"

"Okay, I'll try it."

Zhang Zhong raised his eyebrows. Was someone being cheated? But then he heard the man say, "Why don't you give me one hundred and twenty dollars first, and I'll try it. If possible, I'll give it to you."

I’ll give you the pendant. If it doesn’t work, I’ll give you back the $120.”

Oh, are the American people so alert?

I don’t know how these scammers will turn around in the future, whether they will collapse directly or have some back-up plans, Zhang Zhong is looking forward to it.

However, the development of the matter completely exceeded his imagination. When the young man said these words, the surroundings suddenly burst into thunderous applause.

A person holding a camera ran over and pointed the camera at the young man. The white man with brown hair just took out a microphone from nowhere and said, "Congratulations, you passed the challenge. You are also the first one to pass the challenge today."

people."

Zhang Zhong was stunned for a moment, and the young man was also a little confused when facing the camera.

The brown-haired white man smiled and explained, "Hello, my name is Corden, and I am the host of "Funny You". Just now was actually a challenge designed by our program. Everyone around me, including me,

We arranged it just to see if passers-by would be fooled by this kind of scam. You performed very well and were not deceived."

The young man also reacted, making a scissor hand gesture to the camera, and then said with a smile, "Actually, I'm usually quite alert, and I don't value money very much, so it's hard to seduce me with money.

It works. In fact, I have just seen through the scam, but I just don’t want to expose it.”

Corden held the phone and felt ten thousand horses running wildly in his mind. You guy was obviously excited just now, right?

But he also said with a smile on his face, "Congratulations, as a reward for successful challenge, we will give you an amulet. Of course, this amulet has no magical power, it is just an accessory."

"Thanks."

After interviewing the young man, someone ran up to Corden and whispered a few words, and then Corden led the photographer towards Zhang Zhong.

When Zhang Zhong saw them coming, he subconsciously wanted to leave, but Corden was worthy of being a host who often traveled to outdoor locations, and he handed the microphone to Zhang Zhong in the blink of an eye.

"Hello, sir, our director team noticed that you have been watching calmly from the side just now. It seems that you have understood this scam from the beginning?"

"No, I was just passing by to buy soy sauce."

"Buy soy sauce?" Corden looked around strangely, "But there is no convenience store nearby. Are you Chinese or Neon?"

In Corden's impression, it seems that Chinese and Neon people prefer soy sauce.

Zhang Chong smiled, this is the cultural difference. If you were in China, you would definitely know what he meant when you heard him say this.

"I'm Chinese, so I don't think it's a wise decision for you to find a Korean to play the fortune teller."

Corden laughed, "So you guessed it was a scam because of his accent?"

"That's not true. It's just that we Chinese people are more alert in this regard."

"Oh, why, can you tell me about it?"

"Because we Chinese people have all read a book called "I am a Fortune Teller"." Zhang Chong shamelessly advertised his book. In fact, this book was the same as "Murder on the Orient Express".

The book was translated into English in the same wave, but there was no response and sales were mediocre.


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