The Prodigal Son's Happy Life - Chapter 154

[Chapter 154 Grabbing Tickets]

and run back and forth?

The team members all showed doubts. After listening to Fang Xiu’s explanation, they understood what round-trip running was and began to train hard.

I thought it would be easy to run back and forth just ten times, but I didn’t expect that just halfway through, my whole body became weak.

After ten runs, many people collapsed directly on the ground.

Just when they thought the training was over and they could be relieved, Fang Xiu called them up and issued a second order – bump the ball five times for one hundred sets!

Suddenly, there was a wailing sound on the training ground.

Three days later, Beijing Grand Theater, box office.

Thousands of people gathered here, most of them had tired looks on their brows and bloodshot eyes, as if they hadn’t slept for days and nights.

In fact, there are indeed many people who have not had a sound sleep for several days and nights in order to grab tickets for the pro-military parade.

They didn’t catch up with the pre-sale yesterday.

As a result, one ticket sold for one thousand taels today. The next day, the price increased tenfold. By tomorrow, we don’t know how high the price will be.

Everyone present was determined to

get tickets in these two days, even if they didn’t eat, drink or sleep!

In the open space near the ticket office, two scholars in robes were sitting on the floor with pots, pans, pillows and quilts beside them. They were obviously ready for a protracted war.

It was already noon, they had not eaten yet, and both of them were a little hungry.

One of the scholars looked back at the long queue behind him, sighed, and took out a package from under the quilt.

Inside the package were two or three pieces of dry food that were as hard as rocks and seemed difficult to swallow.

He poured some water from the basin, put the dry food into the bowl, soaked it in cold water for a while, and then ate it as porridge.

Seeing this, the other scholar shook his head, took out a piece of bean cake from his arms, put it into his mouth, chewed it bit by bit, and then swallowed it.

People who don’t know, when they see them, think they are refugees from somewhere.

“Brother Liu, is it worth it for a ticket?”

A scholar sighed and couldn’t help but ask.

Another scholar glanced at him and said: “Your Majesty personally participated in the review and gave me and other scholars the opportunity to accompany you. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If it is not worth it, why do so many people leave for such a ticket? Family wealth?”

The sighing scholar felt that it made sense.

If one person grabs this ticket, it may be his fault, but if everyone grabs this ticket, it shows that the ticket is precious.

For

such a ticket, he spends all his wealth and sleeps on the ground every day, using the ground as his bed. Is it really worth it for most ordinary people to use the sky as a quilt?

Another scholar saw his expression and knew what he was thinking about writing, so he said: “In this pro-military review, Fang Zhonglang will select two lucky spectators and give away a lucky gift package.

Chunfeng Building VIP Card , Jingshi Grand Theater VIP card, Zhuxuanzhai lifetime membership book coupon, and Jingshi Football Super League annual membership card, none of these are worth thousands of gold.

If we can be selected as a lucky audience, this thousand taels of silver will be worth a lot of money .

It doesn’t matter.

If I remember correctly, my dear brother spent more than a thousand taels of silver on Bofang last year.”

“This”

the sighing scholar couldn’t say anything.

Isn’t he considered a wealthy son? Last year’s huge gamble at Bo Fang has left very little of the assets left by his ancestors.

He had no intention of participating in this year’s pro-military parade, but when he saw his relatives and friends asking people to grab tickets, he couldn’t resist the temptation and joined in the fun.

I originally lined up at the ticket office and thought about quitting, but after hearing these words, I couldn’t help but feel hopeful again.

What if this lucky audience is me?

“Two hundred tickets are being released today, still at the original price of yesterday. One thousand taels of silver per ticket. First come, first served. Anyone who jumps in line will be banned from entry for life!”

While the scholar was thinking wildly, the door of the ticket office opened.

A boy wearing a green mandarin jacket, holding a strange-shaped paper tube in his hand, shouted loudly: “Queue up in an orderly manner, and no quarrels or troubles are allowed. Violators will be fined one or two silver!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Capital Grand Theater was blocked. A burst of noisy discussion drowned out.

“One hundred tickets!? There were one thousand tickets yesterday. How come today, there are only one hundred tickets left?”

“I started queuing up the day before yesterday. I thought I would always be able to buy tickets today, but it turned out that only one hundred tickets were sold. Zhang, you are too bullying!”

“What are you arguing about? I am one hundred and one, who can I ask for explanation?”

Wang Baole looked in front of him in the VIP room on the second floor of the Jingshi Grand Theater. At this scene, I couldn’t help but shake my head.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he really wouldn’t have believed that there were so many rich people in the capital who were willing to spend a thousand taels of silver to watch a performance.

When Fang Xiu told him about this matter, although he strongly agreed with it on the surface, in fact, he had no idea in his heart.

Originally thought

If there is really no one to buy it, just invest some of your own money and buy it all, just to please others.

But he didn’t expect

that a guard from Fang Mansion walked up to him and asked, “Shopkeeper Wang, the people below hope to release more tickets today, do you think?”

Wang Baole smiled at the guard and said, “This I don’t have the final say on this matter. The young master gave an order before he went on duty. In any case, only a hundred tickets will be released today, and the remaining tickets will be released tomorrow.”

The guard heard that it was Fang Xiu’s order, so he was not there. After saying something, he bowed his hand to Wang Baole and left with a group of guards to maintain order.

Most of the people queuing up were ordinary people. They had never seen such a battle before. When they were coaxed by the guards of Fang Mansion with sticks, they were so frightened that they retreated and did not dare to cause trouble again.

However, the expressions on their faces said it all, they were not convinced!

When Wang Baole saw this scene, his face showed a pensive look. After thinking for a long time, he got a servant to give some instructions in his ear.

After the servant finished listening, he glanced at Wang Baole in surprise, confirmed that he had heard correctly, and then went down to deliver the order.

People who had not bought tickets gathered at the entrance of the Beijing Grand Theater, with more or less angry expressions on their faces, staring at the ticket office, and muttering something from time to time.

You don’t have to think about it, you know that you are greeting the ancestors of the Jingshi Grand Theater.

“This Jingshi Grand Theater is too bullying. They say they can sell as many tickets as they want, without leaving any room. Isn’t it just bullying us who have no power? Take them. “

There is no way.” “You can’t say that. The tickets are in the hands of others, so naturally they can sell them as they want. I just waited in line for such a long time and didn’t even see what the tickets

looked

like. I felt really unhappy.”

, everyone was talking about it, and they were about to leave, but saw the door of the ticket office reopened

(End of Chapter)