Chapter 1012

"That boy is completely crazy!"

"Just now, I saw with my own eyes that he sold magic weapons and many other things. He smashed the pot and sold iron and scraped up a lot of money to gamble on drugs."

"I've asked those shopkeepers. They add up to 2000, that's 20000!"

When the eighth mountain master came back, he began to talk around.

After a while, the news spread.

Hearing the news, all the drug farmers were shocked.

Twenty thousand dollars, that's not a small amount!

"That's crazy! If you still smash the pot and sell iron, you'll lose all your money!"

"No help! No help!"

They knew the boy was stupid, but they didn't expect that he was so stupid that he hit so many at once.

The more you hit, the worse you lose.

"What's wrong with this boy? He has to gamble! He deserves it!"

When they looked in the direction of the ninth mountain, they all gloated.

When they have nothing to do, they will gather in front of the ninth mountain, look at the middle of the mountain and point out.

"He didn't go down again today!"

"Hey! He must be crying! He's almost crying blind! If 60 of the 2000 live, I'll... I'll eat the stone tablet!"

The seventh mountain owner, a 50 year old uncle, pointed to the stone tablet road in front of the mountain.

"Sixty? Ha ha! Are you kidding me? If I can live fifty, I'll... I'll go to Dajing city and run naked for three times."

The sixth mountain master, a fat man in his forties, raised his hand to the sky and said like a curse.

A group of people laughed and began to swear.

Some eat dirt, some eat grass, and what's more, they swear to eat shit, one by one.

But they all looked relaxed because they knew it was impossible.

Generally speaking, one or two of a hundred seeds will live, and the two thousand seeds are 20 to 40.

If you want to reach 50 or 60, you have to be lucky.

Just that silly boy, can you be so lucky!

This group of people were blowing happily. Suddenly, a figure came down from the ninth mountain.

"Hey, boy, how many live?"

"Say it and make us happy!"

A crowd of people burst into laughter.

Tang Hao glanced at them, grinned slightly and said, "do you want to know so much?"

"Of course!"

Everyone answered and felt a little strange. How can this boy laugh? Shouldn't you cry at this time?

"I'll sell it now. If you want to know, follow me!"

Tang Hao said faintly and walked through the crowd.

"Ah! By the way, I heard your oath just now!"

After taking a few steps, Tang Hao turned back, smiled at them, and then turned and walked away.

"No! Something's wrong!"

"Why is this boy so calm?"

A group of people froze there.

"Let's go! Follow up and have a look!"

They hurried to keep up.

On the way, they ran into drug farmers in several other places.

"Lao Wang, Lao Liu, what are you doing?"

"Hey! The best is going to sell medicine!" Jinxia mountain and a group of drug farmers.

After the story spread, the boy has become recognized as the best in their eyes.

Rent the ninth mountain and sell iron to gamble on medicine. It's not the best.

The drug farmers were stunned and then excited.

"Ha ha! How can you not call me such a good thing! Let's go, let's go!"

They all joined the team with joy.

They like watching this kind of excitement best.

Some also called on friends to attract friends, and the team grew at once.

Some also sent messages with jade symbols to spread the news.

In a twinkling of an eye, the whole mountain's drug farmers knew about it and rushed to watch the excitement.

In this way, Tang Hao took the lead, followed by a group of drug farmers from all directions, and walked towards Dajing city.

When he came to the medicine street, he walked into Hu Ji.

The old shopkeeper was stunned when he saw him. "Boy, have you come to sell seedlings? How many have you lived?"

As soon as the voice fell, he saw a group of people surrounded by Hula at the door.

"Shit! What is this?"

The old shopkeeper was surprised.

"Shopkeeper Hu, we are here to see the excitement!"

"Old Hu, we're betting that how many can this boy support?"

A group of people laughed and shouted.

The old shopkeeper laughed and shook his head.

He came out from behind the counter and said to Tang Hao, "take out the seedlings! I'll test them first. Don't worry, they are all based on the market price. Children and old people are not deceived."

He didn't say hello to the waiter. Anyway, there were thirty or forty at most. It was very simple.

Tang Hao gave a cry, squatted down and began to take the seedlings out.

The old shopkeeper stroked his beard and said, "young man, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer a great loss! You should remember this lesson. Don't gamble next time. How many live this time? Are there thirty?"

Then he looked down and was stunned.

There are more than 30 seedlings on the ground, and the boy is still taking them out.

However, he was not too surprised. It was normal.

"Well, at the normal level, it's usually thirty or forty. If it's more than forty, it's very difficult!"

The old shopkeeper stroked his beard and smiled calmly.

But as he smiled, his face froze.

The boy kept moving, taking one plant after another. In a blink of an eye, there were more than 40.

He grabbed his right hand on his beard and froze there, his face a little red.

As soon as he said it was not easy to be over forty, the boy hit him in the face. It was so embarrassing!

Outside, the crowd was a little agitated.

"Shit! Over forty! Forty five, forty-six!"

"Shit! It won't be fifty!"

Many faces are green, but they all swear, especially the fat man in the sixth mountain, who promised to run naked after more than 50.

"No! No!"

The fat man was worried.

But tanghao kept on.

In an uproar, it broke through 50.

"Fuck me!"

The fat man scolded and was very depressed.

Others laughed and gloated.

"If you blow so much, just like me, it'll be 60." The seventh mountain Lord laughed.

He felt that he was too wise to leave a line for himself in everything. That's what smart people do.

But after a while, he couldn't laugh. He was fifty-five or six, and the boy didn't stop.

How is this... Possible?

In the crowd, the laughter gradually disappeared, and the faces of the people gradually became a little dull.

The boy was still pulling out, more than sixty, and ran away at seventy.

A group of medicine farmers in Jinxia mountain all turned green.

They never thought that the boy was so lucky.

Gambling on drugs is a matter of gambling and losing everything. Only a small number of lucky people can get back their money and earn a little. If they want to make a lot of money, they have to be lucky.

Under normal circumstances, if you can get back half of the book for such a large sum, you will burn Gaoxiang.

Now, the boy is about to get back half of his book.