People sell watermelons, he buys watermelons. People sell cheaply is not enough, but also have to let people send watermelon for nothing, and then so that he is open and honest, the name of a car of watermelon embezzlement, I did not expect the world there is such a brazen person.
Or people who are familiar with the book of sages, do the personnel?
Opposite the first floor of the people outside the window of Zhu Pingan despise can not be more contemptuous, the hall of the first scholar, eating into the appearance of dare to be so unprofitable, even the watermelon are cheating! How much do you lack this bite.
“Well, it’s just for nothing.”
Zhu Pingan looked at the old melon seller and nodded, repeating it again.
The old watermelon seller’s face went pale, his body shook a bit, and he seemed to be unsteady, and he gasped for a breath for a long time, “Da ……Lord, you are joking with the little old man, right?”
“No joke.”Zhu Pingan shook his head, then comforted the old man, “Don’t worry old man, won’t let you lose money.”
Won’t let me lose money?
Cough cough, upon hearing this, the old melon seller fell into an abyss, feeling the sinister nature of the human heart, a cart of watermelons had been given away for nothing, how could he not lose money.
Opposite the restaurant elegant room first floor a burst of booing, had thought that someone outside the window is brazen enough, did not think he can be more brazen, really take the old man as a three-year-old child coaxing it! Let people give away for nothing, but also said that they will not let people lose, really shameless! To be a human being, you can’t be too Zhu Pingan!
Looking at the old man with the look of a dog official, Zhu Pingan touched his nose, shook his head and laughed, then picked a larger watermelon from the car, picked it up and handed it to the old man.
Ganha Ya, the old man received the watermelon with a confused look.
“Old man you have a lot of life experience, weigh it with your hand, feel how much this watermelon weighs?”Zhu Pingan asked.
Since ancient times, the people do not fight with the officials.
The old uncle was unwilling to do so in his heart, but who let others be officials, what could a little old man like himself do, so he still weighed it in his hand, felt it, and then said, “Ten or so jin.”
“Be precise, to the nearest two.”Zhu Pingan shook his head.
“Twelve jin.”The old uncle felt it again and estimated a precise point of weight.
“Old Uncle, weigh it again with the scale.”Zhu Pingan nodded and asked the old uncle to weigh it again with the scale used to sell watermelons.
“Twelve catties and six taels.”
The old uncle loaded the watermelon into the bag, then skilfully picked up the pole scale, hooked the iron hook hanging under the scale through the mouth of the bag, pawed at the rope on the pole scale, lifted it up, adjusted the scale until the pole scale was balanced, and then stated the exact weight.
Zhu Pingan nodded with satisfaction, then picked out another watermelon, once again letting the old man weigh it with his hand, estimating a precise weight.
“Ten and a half jin.”The old man estimated.
Zhu Pingan let the old man weigh it again with a pole scale, and the result was ten jin and nine taels, although the old man’s estimation was closer, there was still a four taels, close to half a jin error.
Then, Zhu Pingan picked a smaller watermelon, again let the old man pawed a weight, and then weighed it with a pole scale.
In total, he had the old man repeat this six times.
“What’s he doing? As if he’s possessed.”
Across the street in the elegant room on the first floor of the restaurant, a little maid looked out of the window and asked in a puzzled manner.
“It’s obvious, he’s picking watermelons, look at the watermelons he’s picking, they’re either big or look sweet. He picked all the good watermelons ……”The girl next to him swore back.
Then, several of the nearby maids nodded their heads vigorously, feeling that the analysis made sense.
After repeating this six times, Zhu Pingan walked to the old melon seller and whispered something to the old man, his voice was relatively small, and while saying it, he used his hands to gesture as if he was analysing it with the old man.
“Make a mystery …….”The opposite first floor of the restaurant could not hear these words that Zhu Pingan said to the old uncle, and could not help but nuzzle his mouth, despising it again.
But strangely enough, along with Zhu Pingan’s words, the old uncle’s face also slowly changed from a black face to a natural one to a rosy one, as if he was somewhat excited.
“Will it work?”The old uncle was still a little unsure.
“Didn’t you also try it just now, you should know better than me if it can work.”Zhu Pingan slightly hooked his lips, his eyes flashed with a confident light, like a torch in the dark night, “Do you want to try again?”
“There’s no need to try again, I believe in Your Excellency, just do as Your Excellency says.”The old man seemed to be infected by Zhu Pingan’s confidence and shook his head vigorously, indicating that there was no need to try again.
Old man, you’ve been fooled ah!
Apart from the words that Zhu Pingan had just said to the old man that he did not hear, these later conversations were vaguely heard on the first floor opposite, seeing that the old melon seller seemed to have been tricked by Zhu Pingan, and then one by one, their surprised little mouths opened up into a round shape, getting nervous on behalf of the old melon seller.
Hate iron is not steel ah.
Next, they saw the old melon seller being “tricked” by Zhu Pingan, if not for their master’s refusal, they could not wait to loudly poke Zhu Pingan’s true colours.
“That old man went to buy paper.”
The little maids watched as the old man selling melons went to a nearby pen, ink, paper and inkstone shop to buy a rough white paper.
“And borrowed a pen and ink from someone else’s shop.”Another little maid added.
“That crook has picked up a pen to write?”After the little maids saw the old melon seller buy a piece of paper and borrow a pen and ink, they saw Zhu Pingan, the liar they were talking about, pick up the pen and ink and write on the white piece of paper he had just written on.
“I didn’t realise that man couldn’t do it, but his writing is good.”
“What’s so good about it, it’s not as good as our lady’s writing.”
For a while, several heads at the first floor window looked out of the window, curiously watching the scene outside the window.
Soon, Zhu Pingan finished writing, pasted the written white paper on a wooden board, and then erected it in front of the watermelon cart.
The top line of the white paper was written in capital letters: free watermelon delivery; the second line was written in slightly smaller letters: guess the weight of the watermelon, within two taels of error, carry away the watermelon free of charge, without charging a cent; outside of two taels of error, buy the watermelon, six cents per catty. The last line is a modern standard advertising slogan: pass by, don’t miss.
After erecting it, Zhu Pingan let the old man shout it right next to him, also for the sake of those who can’t read, “Walk by, don’t miss it, free watermelon now.”
What, free watermelon?
It really is giving away watermelons for free.
The curious people nearby stopped at the words, and then stopped again, and now that they heard it was still giving away watermelons for free, they gathered around.
At one time, there were three layers inside and three layers outside, all surrounded by people. When the old man saw that so many people had come to the watermelon stall, he shouted even more excitedly, and more people came and crowded into the stall.
