Chapter 110： Get the golden sheep

Chapter 110: Obtaining the Golden Sheep

The onlookers immediately became excited when they heard this, and started fighting for the spot to spin the carousel.

Cheng He did not dare to continue.

What if I really want to switch to another person to spin the wheel and he still doesn't hit anything? After all, the carousel was almost at a standstill just now, but he still didn't hit anything. If he changes to another person, he will still have the same behavior. When the time comes, he will not only make people laugh, but also have a reputation for unlucky people.

Seeing that he was dumbfounded, the stall owner added, "When you go out with your women, you'd better stop talking nonsense."

The stall owner's words reminded Cheng He that he didn't look very decent for a few taels of silver. When he looked back, Liu Xiaoru's brows were furrowed. He didn't continue to argue with the stall owner and took two steps back.

The onlookers let out a series of pitiful sounds.

"There's a crook in this stall, let's play somewhere else." Cheng He said to Liu Xiaoru.

Liu Xiaoru frowned slightly, it was really ugly when Cheng He lost his eyes red, it was really outrageous that he had not hit anything for more than 300 times.

The golden sheep's position on the turntable is very small, but other small prizes also occupy half of the area. Even a blind man who casts more than 300 times might be able to take away something.

At this time, the turntable was still on the table. The blank area that represented no prizes was filled with dense holes punctured by darts, which looked quite absurd.

When the stall owner heard this, he was unhappy, but he still endured it. He just wanted to send Cheng He away so that others could win the prize and clear his grievances.

It looked like they were running in both directions, but Niu Niu spoke up.

"Are you leaving now? I haven't played yet." Niuniu said with a hint of grievance.

Liu Xiaoru immediately apologized and said, "It's Aunt Liu's fault. She forgot that we, Niuniu, haven't played yet."

Cheng He said again: "Niuniu, be good, let's go to other stalls to play, not here, be obedient!"

Niu Niu curled her lips and looked like she was about to cry.

Liu Xiaoru said to Cheng He unhappily: "You can't hit the shot yourself, so why do you want to hurt the child? What do you mean by that? Our Niuniu is the most well-behaved. You make it sound like she is having a tantrum."

Cheng He was stunned. He just raised his voice a little, but why was he labeled a vicious kid?

Niu Niu said: "Uncle Cheng, Niu Niu didn't lose her temper. Niu Niu just wanted to give the little golden sheep to Aunt Liu."

When Liu Xiaoru heard what she said, her heart suddenly melted.

Seeing that they were not leaving, the stall owner seemed to want to replace them. He immediately thought about it and said loudly:

"Little girl, your uncle has thrown so many times without hitting anything. I will give it to you three times. Regardless of whether you hit something or not, I will give you this pair of red ropes!"

The stall owner used worthless things to please Niu Niu in an attempt to restore his reputation which had dropped to freezing point among the crowd of onlookers.

Seeing that there was still a lot of fun, the onlookers immediately became happy and said, "You are so stingy that you are reluctant to take something valuable!"

The stall owner had no choice but to pick up a bag of pastries on the side and said, "Okay, okay, I'll give this to you."

Strictly speaking, the bag of pastries should be given to Cheng He. After all, he was the one who really spent seven or eight taels of silver. But in front of so many people, Cheng He didn't dare to be more disrespectful.

Niu Niu took two steps forward, opened her purse, took out sixty coins and handed it to the stall owner, saying: "Uncle stall owner, Niu Niu has money, so I don't need you to give it to me."

The stall owner didn't expect Niuniu to be so good. He didn't accept her right away, and it didn't matter if he didn't.

Niu Niu wanted to earn a golden sheep to give to Liu Xiaoru, so she naturally refused to take advantage of Cheng He.

"Uncle, if you don't answer, I won't play anymore." Niuniu urged.

The stall owner accepted the money with tears in his eyes, and then gave his brother a look.

Niu Niu's hands were small and her strength was weak, so she couldn't hold the dart and throw it that far.

When the crowd of onlookers clamored for the stall owner to move the turntable closer to the child, Niu Niu looked at Zhang Yunniang for help.

Zhang Yunniang chuckled, squatted behind Niu Niu, and held her daughter's soft little hand: "Just tell me when you are ready."

Niuniu smiled and nodded. The stall owner's brother turned the turntable slowly.

Niuniu held the dart and looked at the turntable again and again, and finally found a suitable position.

"Okay." Niu Niu said.

Zhang Yunniang held her daughter's hand and threw it towards where the golden sheep was.

The dull sound of darts hitting the wooden board was heard.

"Hit, hit! She hit the golden sheep!"

The crowd roared with fervent cheers.

The stall owner was also very happy and readily handed the golden sheep to Niu Niu on the spot.

But Cheng He was extremely uncomfortable. Children were more powerful than him. Feeling the strange looks around him was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Niu Niu turned her hand and held it in front of Liu Xiaoru. She obviously won the first prize, but she still looked regretful and said, "It's a pity that this one is too small, much smaller than the one Aunt Liu bought for me."

Liu Xiaoru held the little golden sheep, the joy on her face could not be suppressed at all, and said: "What Niuniu gave me is the best!"

Niu Niu immediately started making gestures and said: "Aunt Liu, wear this first. When I have money, I will buy you a big one!"

Liu Xiaoru nodded seriously.

Zhang Yuniang waited until they had agreed, then reminded: "Niuniu, you still have two darts left."

Niu Niu ran towards her mother and asked, "Mom, whatever you want, Niu Niu will do it."

Zhang Yunniang shook her head and said, "Mom, there's nothing you want. Niuniu just throws in what you want."

The stall owner lost his golden sheep. Although he felt sad, the result was not that difficult to accept. At least he could barely get rid of the suspicion of cheating. At this time, he said to Niu Niu: "Little girl, the next two times, we will I won’t let you go, you have to take it according to your ability.”

Niuniu nodded obediently and said, "Thank you, uncle, the stall owner for reminding me. Niuniu knows."

But before she could pick up the darts, someone in the crowd suddenly said: "You are a dishonest stall owner. You have lost all your golden sheep. How dare you accept so much money? You should give me the extra forty cents." This kid has two darts.”

Normally, the price of Guanba is ten cents per time, but this time it was temporarily mentioned as twenty cents per time because of the golden sheep as the prize.

Only a few of the rewards on the wheel are valuable, and most of them are actually less than twenty cents.

But Niu Niu said with a cute face: "Guan Pu is gambling. My mother doesn't let me play too many times. I only play three times."

The stall owner hesitated for a moment between refunding Niu Niu's 20 cents or offering a more valuable reward. In the end, his gambling instinct took over.

He took out two more shiny gold objects from his pocket.

"Who says there are no good things that are not worth twenty cents? Without the golden sheep, there are still golden dogs and golden rats!" the stall owner said loudly.

Niu Niu's eyes lit up and she said: "Dad and mother are dogs and rats, I want to attack them!"

The stall owner only found this funny and asked, "Little girl, are you throwing two darts together, or are you throwing them one by one?"

After the turntable rotates rapidly, it takes time to stop. The stall owner also does this to save time.

Niu Niu thought for a while and said, "I keep betting. It's almost noon, and I have to go home for dinner."

The stall owner gave his brother a look, and the turntable spun quickly, as fast as an afterimage.

Cheng He hoped in his heart that he wouldn't hit anything. Hitting the golden sheep could be said to be a letdown by the stall owner. Now if he hit another good thing, he would be nailed to the rack of shame again.

Two muffled sounds were heard in succession, and the sound of darts penetrating into the wooden boards reached everyone's ears.

The turntable gradually stopped.

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