Listening to Jiang Yuan's words.
The lottery shop owner looked down at the bag in his hand, even more wanting to cry without tears.
This young man, Jiang Yuan, is not an ordinary person at all!
The bag isn't big.
But when filled, it can definitely hold at least a thousand yuan's worth of his tea leaves.
And this price.
Just happens to be at the threshold in his heart of what he's willing to give Jiang Yuan.
It can only be said that from the moment Jiang Yuan took out this bag.
He didn't even have a reason to refuse Jiang Yuan.
The lottery shop owner resigned himself to packing tea leaves for Jiang Yuan.
The curious Old Master He couldn't help but pick up the cup Jiang Yuan had just used for tea and smelled it.
After a moment.
Old Master He gave Jiang Yuan a thumbs up with a face full of admiration.
"Little Jiang, I really didn't expect…"
"A young man your age actually understands tea, amazing, amazing!"
He could tell that the tea leaves weren't cheap just by smelling them.
He Miao watched curiously from the side.
Hearing her own grandfather say this, she couldn't suppress her curiosity even more.
She silently walked to the table and also picked up the cup Jiang Yuan had just drunk from to smell it.
And then…
He Miao was dumbfounded…
Wait…
She smelled just ordinary tea leaves, how did Jiang Yuan understand tea?
"A little understanding, a little understanding." Jiang Yuan said with a humble smile.
It wasn't that he wanted to understand tea, but in his position in his previous life, he had to understand it.
In his previous life, he was dealing with many big company bosses in his later years.
These people.
Once they got a little older.
They all knew that drinking alcohol and such seemed uncultured, so they all started studying tea leaves.
When going out to discuss business, they would sit there and talk about tea culture for a long time.
And then they could get to the main topic.
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Listening to Jiang Yuan's words of 'a little understanding', Old Master He smiled and patted Jiang Yuan's shoulder, saying he was too modest.
After saying this.
Old Master He couldn't help but lean close to Jiang Yuan's ear and whispered a question: "Little Jiang, tell me, what's the deal with that bag of yours?"
"Could it be that before coming here, you already planned to scam him out of his tea leaves?"
Old Master He thought his voice was very quiet.
In reality…
Not only could the netizens in the program's live broadcast room hear clearly.
Even the lottery shop owner, who was bitterly packing tea leaves for Jiang Yuan, heard it.
After hearing what Old Master He said, although the lottery shop owner was still packing tea leaves for Jiang Yuan as before.
In reality.
He couldn't help but quietly prick up his ears.
Eavesdropping on the conversation between Jiang Yuan and Old Master He.
He wanted to hear what Jiang Yuan would answer Old Master He!
Could it be.
Really like Old Master He guessed, this kid came to his place to scam tea leaves, was it premeditated?!
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After hearing clearly what Old Master He said, even a calm young man like Jiang Yuan.
At this moment.
Couldn't help but reveal some extremely speechless expressions.
Jiang Yuan: "What are you thinking…"
"Am I a god?"
"Did I know your granddaughter would bring me to this place?"
"Or did I know that just sitting here, I could directly update the lottery shop's sales?"
"How could I have thought of that…"
When Jiang Yuan said this, Old Master He also nodded along.
Instinctively feeling that what Jiang Yuan said made sense.
But nodding.
Old Master He's somewhat confused gaze couldn't help but fall on the young man Jiang Yuan beside him once again.
Tsk!
Can't figure it out.
He really couldn't figure it out.
Old Master He: "Then you at least have to tell me, where did the bag in your pocket come from?"
"You go to worship the God of Wealth, and you bring a bag?"
"And a food-grade sealed bag?"
Although on the surface.
Jiang Yuan maybe did indeed say, just like he himself said.
He didn't prepare at all before coming here.
But…
Old Master He frowned, always feeling like he had unknowingly overlooked something.
"Oh!"
"So you're talking about this!"
Jiang Yuan slapped his forehead.
And completely understood what Old Master He was struggling with.
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"This bag was given to me by Old Guo before I came out."
As soon as Jiang Yuan said this.
Old Master He's brain circuit couldn't turn around for a moment.
Staring blankly at Jiang Yuan: "Wait, what did Old Guo give you such a bag for?"
Jiang Yuan touched his nose and said somewhat awkwardly.
"The old man told me that the doctor recently wouldn't let him eat pickles, and asked me to go to the vegetable market to pack some pickles back for him."
Old Master He: "…"
The old man looked at the lottery shop owner with eyes.
Revealing some unspeakable sympathy inside.
This guy.
So pitiful!
The lottery shop owner definitely wouldn't have dreamed that his precious tea leaves would be extorted away.
Initially.
Just because an old man wanted to eat a bite of pickles…
Live Broadcast Barrage:
«Hahahaha!!!»
«Brothers, my stomach hurts a little from laughing!»
«Your laughter is simply rubbing salt on the lottery shop owner's wounds!»
«Laughing to death, Old Guo's pickles are really worth a lot this time.»
«It's a pity I don't know how much this tea is per catty, but according to Old Master He's reaction, it shouldn't be cheap.»
«Originally thought these few hours wouldn't have much to see, didn't expect it was saved by Old Guo's bag!»
«Laughing to death! He Miao, who lost money, isn't sad anymore, staring at the lottery shop owner to watch the joke.»
«Tsk! He Miao's luck is really not that good, seeing He Miao, I don't even have the interest to buy lottery tickets.»
«It really is…»
«…»
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"I should hang up this scratch card first!"
Jiang Yuan padded the scratch card in his hand.
Smilingly looking at Old Master He beside him, he said: "Maybe this scratch card of mine will win, and we'll go to the Sports Lottery Center to redeem the prize together!"
Listening to Jiang Yuan's words.
Old Master He unceremoniously gave him a roll of his eyes.
Old Master He: "Stinky brat, what unrealistic dreams are you having?"
"Let me tell you, my 100,000 yuan ticket might be the biggest prize in this shop!"
"What beautiful dreams are you…"
Old Master He hadn't finished speaking.
But he saw Jiang Yuan, who had just sat down to scratch the lottery, suddenly stop talking.
After scratching open all the numbers, Jiang Yuan looked at the lottery ticket and fell silent.
Based on Old Master He's understanding of Jiang Yuan.
This kid's sudden reaction is definitely not simple.
This lottery ticket definitely has something fishy!
Thinking of this.
Old Master He couldn't help but lean his head over to take a look.
The next second.
The old man's tenor.
Jiang Yuan wanted to cover his mouth, but he couldn't.
Old Master He: "What the heck!"
Old Master He: "How did you win another million yuan?!"
The lottery shop owner, who was packing tea leaves for Jiang Yuan, looked up in horror, looking towards this side…
