Chapter 67 Sibao Zhai’s “Blind Box”

"When you beg me to give you a chance to make corrections, shouldn't you first show your sincerity in making corrections? Instead of begging others to take you out while asking them to give you a chance to make corrections, so that you can take advantage of me?"

There was no one else around, so Wei Ruo didn't need to care about his own image and just rolled his eyes rudely.

"But……"

"No, but, put your thoughts away. If you need someone to accompany you, go find your own good sister. Didn't Miss Qian have an appointment with you? If not, go by yourself. Don't look for me. I'm not free."

After saying that, Wei Ruo bypassed Wei Qingwan, not wanting to waste a moment, and walked quickly towards the door, leaving her with a decisive and chic back.

Wei Ruo arrived at the place he had agreed with Xie Ying, which was the Sibaozhai where Wei Ruo often went.

This location was decided by Xie Ying. Women usually go to the Rouge Shop jewelry store to meet up, but Xie Ying had a different idea.

"Are you going to buy anything here?" Wei Ruo asked.

"Well, buy some paper. My brother will be back soon. There are many good things in the capital, and I don't need to buy them for him. But this paper doesn't even exist in the capital. I'll buy some for him and let him see it.

See the world!”

Xie Ying said as she strode into Sibaozhai.

"Shopkeeper, I want to buy a hundred pieces." Xie Ying took out a piece of silver and put it on the counter domineeringly.

Shopkeeper Jia explained very embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, lady, please see the notice posted on our door. Each person can only sell fifty sheets per day. If you want to buy more, you can only buy our set. The contents of the set are

There is also paper, but there is no limit.”

"What kind of rule is this? I can't just buy your paper if I have money?" Xie Ying asked.

"Miss, please calm down, it's like this. Our daily output of paper is very limited. If we don't limit the purchase amount, we're afraid that some of them will be bought all at once, leaving others unable to buy." Shopkeeper Jia said patiently.

explained.

Xie Ying could barely accept this explanation, but she was still a little unhappy.

"How can I only give this little gift to my brother? How petty does it look like?"

"Shopkeeper, I'll buy fifty sheets too." Wei Ruo stepped forward and said to the boss.

The shopkeeper immediately brought fifty rolls of paper to Wei Ruo.

After getting the paper, Wei Ruo handed it to Xie Ying directly.

"For me?" Xie Ying asked.

"Um."

"Then I won't be polite to you anymore. I'll give you money later." Xie Ying didn't hesitate and accepted it directly.

"Don't be polite to me, this is my Qiqiao Festival gift to you."

"Okay." Xie Ying didn't say much.

Then Xie Ying looked at other things in the store, and she planned to buy some more pens, inks, paper and inkstones to give to her brother.

Xie Ying saw wooden boxes of the same size and shape placed on the shelves on one side of the store. Each box was tied up with ribbons and fit tightly.

Xie Ying asked: "Shopkeeper, what's in those wooden boxes at your house?"

"It contains products from our store. It may be paper, it may be an inkstone, or it may be a combination of several things. Some are of better quality and some are of average quality," the shopkeeper explained.

"Everyone is different?" Xie Ying wondered.

"Yes, each one is different, but the selling price is the same, five taels of silver for a wooden box." the shopkeeper replied.

"Then can I open it and take a look?" Xie Ying asked again.

"No, you won't know what's inside until you buy it."

"If they are sold at the same price, wouldn't it mean that some people lose and others make money?" Xie Ying asked.

"It's like this, whether you make a profit or a loss all depends on luck. One of the wooden boxes also contains a pair of calligraphy treasures belonging to the Tibetan Lin layman. To buy that set of calligraphy treasures, you only need to pay five taels of silver." The shopkeeper continued to explain.

"Another Zanglin layman? I heard that on the first day you opened your business, you gave away a pair of calligraphy works of Zanglin layman. Why do you have so many calligraphy works of Zanglin layman? I heard my mother say that Zanglin layman is not very good.

I like to give away my calligraphy and paintings to others.”

"Girl, please rest assured that the calligraphy treasures of the Zanglin layman in my shop are absolutely authentic. My boss He Yougong has been a close friend of the Zanglin layman for many years, so he has obtained many calligraphy works of the Zanglin layman."

Shopkeeper Jia has only learned in recent days that his boss is a man named He Yougongzi, not the honest farmer who lives in the back yard.

He felt it was more reasonable this way, otherwise he would really doubt his ability to judge people.

"What if I want to buy the calligraphy of the Tibetan layman directly? How much do you want?" Xie Ying asked.

Her brother likes calligraphy and painting, so he would be happy if she gave him the calligraphy of a Tibetan monk.

"This calligraphy treasure cannot be purchased directly, you can only rely on luck." Shopkeeper Jia explained, "In addition, we will register all the customers who buy the 'blind box' launched by our shop this time, and then our boss Mr. He You will randomly select a lucky one.

The guest wrote a letter of recommendation for him to the Tibetan layman."

This letter of recommendation did not appeal to Xie Ying very much, because her brother was studying in an academy in the capital and there was little need to seek advice from others.

But Xie Ying knew that there must be many students in Xingshan County who wanted to get this letter of recommendation, if it was as the shopkeeper said, and his boss had such a good relationship with the Zanglin layman.

"In this case, I want all the boxes on the shelf!" Miss Xie Ying was very generous and wanted all the boxes as soon as she opened her mouth.

Shopkeeper Jia smiled and apologized: "I'm sorry, girl, each person can only buy two of these blind boxes."

"Why? If I want to buy it, I will give you money. Why won't you let me buy it?" Xie Ying asked.

"It's like this. If someone buys all the boxes, he will definitely get the calligraphy treasure of the Zanglin layman, and he will definitely get the letter of recommendation promised by our Mr. He You. In this way, the fairness of the game will be lost.

Sex has become a matter of whoever comes first and whoever has the money will definitely get the reward."

Shopkeeper Jia has given the same explanation to several people in the past few days.

After hearing this, Xie Ying felt that it made sense and nodded: "What you said makes sense. It would really not be fun if it were true."

"Yes, yes, thank you girl for understanding."

"Well then, I'll buy two." Xie Ying said.

"Okay, you can choose from any of the girls on the shelves." Shopkeeper Jia said.

Xie Ying walked to the shelf, picked up this one, weighed it, and then picked up that one to take a look.

She didn't like Tibetan Buddhist monk Mo Bao very much at first, but because of the "blind box" gameplay, she became more competitive.

If she only buys two of them and wins the box containing the calligraphy treasure of the Tibetan Buddhist monk, she will definitely be able to brag to her brother about it later!

After looking around, Xie Ying asked: "Is that all there is? Is there anything else? I want to see them all."

"No, we started this activity at the beginning of this month, and today there are only a few boxes left." Shopkeeper Jia replied.
Chapter completed!