Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 114: Talking about fairness with those who make the rules is the stupidest thing in the world!

"Brother, there is no big prize here, right? Why are the ones that come out one by one either eggs or steamed buns?"

As the lottery continued, there was no grand prize, and some people who were dissatisfied began to complain.

"Yeah, it's been so long, let alone gold, silver, and houses, even cattle and sheep haven't appeared. I waited in line for so long, and I only drew a goose egg."

A rough man was holding up the goose egg in his hand in dissatisfaction and shouting loudly.

"Come on, you have a goose egg, it's good enough, it's worth seven or eight cents, I just took a pair of chopsticks, and someone squeezed me just now, and one of them broke."

“Pfft…hahaha…”

The man who was somewhat dissatisfied with getting the goose egg couldn't help laughing when he saw the other party holding up a broken chopstick.

Sure enough, some things cannot be compared. I originally felt that I was unlucky, but when I saw someone who was even more unlucky, I instantly felt balanced.

"Bullshit, who said there is no big prize? It's just that you bastards are unlucky."

The officer from the Yingtian Prefecture Yamen who was on guard started cursing with a cold face.

Pointing to the big box next to him and the big cabinet at the back, the official said coldly, "These have been checked by the government. The big prizes are all in there, but there are only a dozen in total. The small prizes are more than 20,000. How much incense did you burn to get the big prizes?"

"Cough cough..."

The veteran in charge of the lottery saw that the atmosphere below was suppressed by the official's words, and he coughed and said, "Everyone, the big prizes haven't appeared yet, but a lot of good ordinary prizes have appeared."

"For example, just now a lady got the four treasures of the study, which are worth a lot of money."

"Another person won a goose. The head can be sold for a few dozen coins."

Just as the old soldier finished speaking, a lame man came up with a child and a smile on his face.

"I'll come to draw the lottery."

As he spoke, he handed over the bill carefully.

The old soldier took the ticket, glanced at the logo on it, slid his hand across the box without leaving a trace, and then said with a smile, "Old man, you can start."

The lame old man nodded and wanted to reach in, but when he saw his grandson looking curious, he squatted down and picked up his grandson.

"Little guy, you come and smoke."

The child's face instantly became excited. He stretched out his dirty hands, fumbled around in the box, took out a lottery ticket and handed it to the veteran.

"Uncle, here!"

"it is good."

The old soldier laughed, took out a small candy from the side and stuffed it into the child's pocket, then tore open the lottery ticket, with a look of shock on his face, and shouted, "Ordinary number three prize, a fat sheep."

"Damn, how come this old man is so lucky."

When they heard that someone had won a fat sheep, there was an instant wailing from below. The man who had just finished drawing and got four steamed buns was so angry that he stomped his feet.

The old man just now wanted to switch places with him because of his poor leg strength, but he was rejected.

The man couldn't help but think that if he had exchanged with the old man just now, this fat sheep might have been his.

"This old man is yours, right?"

Looking at the noisy scene below, the old man turned around and asked Zhu Zhanjun.

After taking a sip of the fragrant tea, Zhu Zhanjun smiled faintly and introduced: "Do you still remember the old Wang who made granular gunpowder that my grandson mentioned?"

Xia Yuanji, who was standing by, was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhu Zhanjun in astonishment: "Your Highness, you won't tell me that the prizes above the sheep were all arranged by you, right?"

Zhu Zhanjun looked at him meaningfully. Although he didn't answer, his meaning was very clear.

How could Zhu Zhanjun do such a losing business?

Ordinary prizes above number three are either given to the family of a Veteran Chamber of Commerce member, the family of a Shenji Battalion soldier, or the staff of a workshop.

The lottery tickets were not given out randomly. The soldiers of the Shenji Camp received the rewards for their meritorious service in training, not to mention the staff in the various workshops.

This lottery was said to be an opening ceremony, but to put it bluntly, it was actually a year-end bonus given by Zhu Zhanjun to his subordinates.

"Oh my god, someone won the third prize."

There was a sudden commotion below. Zhu Zhanjun looked downstairs and saw Mother Yun, who was wearing patched clothes and a little concealing makeup on her face. She was holding Zhu Zhanyong's hand and taking the tray from the lady in charge of the women's queue.

100 taels of silver were neatly placed on the tray.

The white silver made many people's eyes red, and they were envious and jealous. Mother Yun was very good at acting. She was surprised and a little flustered at the same time. She was holding the tray of 100 taels of silver and was a little overwhelmed.

He stood on the stage and was envied for a while, then, under the protection of two officials, Zhu Zhanyong walked out of the crowd and went away.

A few guys wanted to follow, but as soon as they moved, the Shuntian government officials who were patrolling around to prevent riots locked their eyes on them, frightening them so much that they shrank their necks and went back into the crowd.

With the appearance of two grand prizes, the atmosphere of the lottery instantly became high again.

Those who had won the lottery were unwilling to give up, so they stuffed the things to their relatives next to them, took the money and squeezed into the queue to buy things.

During the rest of the afternoon, whenever the atmosphere seemed a little low, a good reward would appear, sparking another wave of shopping enthusiasm.

It was not until noon that the bustling streets quieted down a bit.

"Let's go. We've been looking at it all morning. Let's go into the shop and take a look."

Several people did nothing today. They just watched the shop open and listened to music with Empress Xu.

At noon, when there were fewer people, the old man could no longer sit still and asked everyone to go to the shops to take a look.

Although there were fewer people, there was still a lot of noise around the raffle table.

Zhu Zhanjun led the old man and others into the shop.

The shop is divided into two courtyards, front and back.

The front yard sells some low-end goods, and its main customers are ordinary people or slightly wealthier families.

There are still a lot of people in the front yard. Empress Xu took the women and children to the luxury goods area in the backyard, while Zhu Zhanjun, the old man and others strolled in the front.

"Why is this thing not missing? Didn't it sell?"

Seeing that the shelves were still full, the old man frowned slightly.

"Master, it's not that they haven't been sold, but several batches have been sold. This is the stock that was just delivered half an hour ago."

Qiu Yuan, who was accompanying him, quickly explained.

The old man then nodded.

Although it is a general sales area, there are a lot of different things.

There were dozens of shelves filled with stalls selling radishes and cabbages, pork, mutton, chicken, duck and goose meat, and even vegetables and fruits that were rare in winter.

"Second brother, is this really an ordinary area? These vegetables cost one penny per pound, are you sure ordinary people can afford it?"

Zhu Zhanji looked at the prices on the green vegetable signs and was speechless.

He just didn't believe how many people were willing to spend one penny to buy a pound of vegetables.

As far as he knew, Lao Er's shop only accepted silver and copper coins, and did not accept Ming Dynasty's banknotes.

Because of this, the old man was angry for a long time and felt that the second son was cheating him.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but recall the scene a few days ago when his old man asked people to prepare hundreds of thousands of treasure notes in order to wait for the second son's shop to open for purchases.

"These are not prepared for the common people, but for the wealthy landowners and gentry."

Zhu Zhanjun explained: "Except for the membership badge issued by the Chamber of Commerce, others have to spend ten taels of silver outside to enter the backyard."

Before the Veterans Chamber of Commerce expanded, ordinary people only made small profits. The bulk of Zhu Zhanjun's money came from wealthy families and small nobles who had money but no connections and wanted to build relationships with the Chamber.

Although Zhu Zhanjun did not point out the meaning, the old man and others knew it clearly.

After strolling around in front, Zhu Zhanjun led his men through the guarded entrance to the backyard and entered the houses connected to the backyard.

As soon as they entered, the heat hit them instantly. Even though they were mentally prepared, they all gasped when they looked over.

They thought the latter part would be similar to the former, with just a few more varieties and dishes.

But now they saw that their imagination was a little weak.

Red tomatoes, emerald green cucumbers, mangoes, grapes, yellow bananas, and even watermelons that can only be eaten in summer, all kinds of fruits, even fruits they have never seen before, were displayed in a dazzling array on shelves decorated with fresh flowers. It was so tempting and shocking.

What made them even more stunned was that against one wall there were some transparent cabinets, inside which were swimming all kinds of fish that they had only heard of but had never seen before.

Especially the prawns as long as an adult's arm, which made Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Pangpang and others stare with their eyes wide open.

Zhu Pangpang walked forward, touched the transparent cabinet, looked at the super-large shrimps and super-large crabs inside, and couldn't help but muttered: "My ancestors, this is too exaggerated!"

(End of this chapter)