The Mightiest Little Peasant

"That kid, it's completely crazy!"

"Just now, I personally saw him go to sell the magic weapon, there are many other things, smashing the pot to sell iron, and gathered a lot of money, all took gambling drugs."

"I asked those shopkeepers, there are two thousand in total, that is twenty thousand!"

When the Eighth Mountain Lord came back, he began to talk around.

After a while, the news spread.

Hearing this news, a group of drug farmers were shocked.

Twenty thousand yuan, that is not a small amount!

"It's crazy! I also smashed the pot and sold the iron, which directly went bankrupt!"

"Not saved! Not saved!"

They knew this kid was stupid, but they didn't expect it to be so stupid that they smashed so much at once.

In the gambling industry, the more you smash, the worse you lose.

"What's wrong with this kid, I'm gonna gamble! It deserves!"

Looking at the direction of the Ninth Mountain, they were all gloating.

When there is nothing to do, they will gather in front of the Ninth Mountain, look at Mid-Levels, and point their fingers.

"He didn't go down today again!"

"Hey! He must be crying! They are crying blind! Of those two thousand, sixty can live, and I will... I will eat this stele!"

The seventh mountain owner, an uncle in his fifties pointed to the stone stele in front of the mountain.

"Sixty? Haha! What a joke, if I could live fifty, I would...I would go to Big Jing City and streak for three laps."

The sixth mountain owner, a fat man in his forties, raised his fingers to the sky and said like a curse.

A group of people laughed and began to swear.

Some eat soil, some eat grass, and even worse, they also gamble to eat shit, one more ruthless.

However, their looks are very relaxed, because they know that this is impossible.

Generally speaking, if there are one hundred seeds, then one or two will survive, and those two thousand, that is, twenty to forty.

If you want to reach 50 or 60, you have to be lucky.

Just that silly boy, can luck be so good!

This group of people was blowing happily, and suddenly, came down from the ninth mountain, a figure.

"Hey, boy, how many live?"

"Say it, let us a few happy!"

A group of people laughed.

Tang Hao glanced at them, grinned slightly, and smiled: "Want to know so much?"

"Of course!"

Everyone responded and felt a little weird. How could this kid laugh?Shouldn't we cry at this time?

"I'm going to sell now, and I want to know, come with me!"

Tang Hao said lightly and walked through the crowd.

"Ah! By the way, I just heard your vows!"

After walking a few steps, Tang Hao turned back, smiled at them, and then turned and walked.

"No! A little wrong!"

"How is this kid so calm?"

A group of people froze there.

"Go for it! Follow it!"

They quickly followed.

On the way, they ran into medicine farmers in several other places.

"Lao Wang, Lao Liu, what are you doing?"

"Hi! That's going to sell medicine!" Jinxiashan group of medicine farm road.

After the incident spread, the kid had become the best recognized in their eyes.

Renting the ninth mountain, and smashing pots and selling iron to gamble medicine, is not what it is.

The medicine farmers were stunned, and then excited.

"Haha! How can you not call me such a good thing! Walk around, go together!"

They all joined the team happily.

This kind of lively, they like to watch.

Some also called friends, and the team grew quickly.

Some also used Yufu to spread the news.

In a blink of an eye, the whole mountain of medicine farmers knew this, and all of them came to see the excitement.

In this way, Tang Hao took the lead, followed by a group of drug farmers who came from all directions, and walked toward the Great Jing City with mighty might.

Coming to the street of herbal medicine, he walked into Hu Ji.

When the old shopkeeper saw him, he was shocked, "Boy, come to sell seedlings? How many live?"

As soon as his voice fell, he saw a group of people coming from the door hula la surrounding.

"I rely on! What is this for?"

The old shopkeeper was taken aback.

"Hu shopkeeper, we are here to see the excitement!"

"Lao Hu, we are betting, how many can this boy feed?"

A group of people shouted with a smile.

The old shopkeeper smiled and shook his head.

He walked out from behind the counter and rushed to Tang Hao: "Take Miao out! I'll check it first. You can rest assured that it's all based on the market price, Tongsuo no bullying."

He didn't greet the second one on the side, anyway, at most thirty or forty plants, very simple.

Tang Hao squatted down and began to take seedlings out.

The old shopkeeper gave a beating, and the old-fashioned arrogantly said: "Young people, don't listen to the old man's words, and suffer a big loss! You must remember this lesson, don't bet next time, how many live this time? Are there 30? "

He said, looking down, he was stunned.

There are more than thirty seedlings on the ground, and the boy is still taking it out.

However, he was not too surprised, this is normal.

"Well! The normal level is generally 30 or 40. If it exceeds 40, it will be difficult!"

The old shopkeeper flicked his beard and smiled lightly.

But with a smile, he froze.

The boy kept moving, taking one plant after another, and in a blink of an eye, there were more than forty plants.

He grabbed his beard with his right hand and froze there, his face flushed a little.

He just said that forty is not easy, this kid hit him in the face, too embarrassing!

Outside, the crowd was a little upset.

"Fuck! More than forty! Forty-five, forty-six!"

"Fuck! It won't be fifty!"

Many people's faces are green, but they all swear and swear, especially the fat man of the Sixth Mountain, who said that if he was over fifty, he went streaking.

"Don't! Don't!"

The fat man was anxious.

But Tang Hao is still non-stop.

In an uproar, it broke through fifty.

"I--fuck!"

The fat man scolded, very depressed.

Others laughed, some gloating.

"It's so big for you to blow, just like me, it's okay to fix sixty." The seventh mountain owner laughed.

He felt that he was too wise to leave a line for himself in all things, and that is what smart people do.

But after a while, he couldn't laugh anymore, it was all fifty-five or six, and the kid didn't stop.

How can this be?

In the crowd, the laughter gradually disappeared, and everyone's complexion gradually became a bit dull.

The kid was still digging out, over sixty, and running away for seventy.

A group of medicine farmers on Jinxia Mountain all turned green.

They never imagined that this kid was so lucky.

For gambling drugs, 10 bets and 9 losses, all loses are lost. Only a small part of the lucky people can make a return, earn a little, and want to make a big profit.

Under normal circumstances, like such a large sum of money, you can get back half of the book, that is burning high fragrance.

Right now, this kid is almost half back.