Chapter 140: The "No. 1 Scholar" will beat him up, and the landlord will run away!

Xi Ming was looking forward to the cake when he proposed to the beautiful tenants.

At this time tomorrow, the Xiamen, thousands of houses are lit, and the sound of dice when the cake is boast will be heard from the streets and alleys.

After all, I have been away from Xia City for several years and haven’t played with it for many years. I miss that feeling very much.

The same moonlight, the same Mid-Autumn Festival, the same Mid-Autumn Festival moon, and the same mooncake culture.

When the dice falls in the big porcelain bowl, it makes a crisp sound of jingling, and when laughter floats out from people's hearts, and happy smiles are filled with the eyes, the joyful feeling is always particularly warm.

Looking out of the balcony.

The bright moon grows on the sea, and the ends of the world share this time.

Tomorrow, on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, it is absolutely pleasant to enjoy the moon with wine on this high-rise building in the sea view...

Inside the hotel.

After a few days of travel, Liang Qiqi and Summer Sweet are very tired.

"Smelling Ximing."

Qiqi is like annoying the female lion.

It took a long time to make it to the middle of the night.

the next day.

I slept until eleven o'clock in the morning.

The knock sounded.

"It's takeaway."

Xi knew that the two girls would sleep very late if they didn't go to play today and wouldn't even eat breakfast, so she applauded them at noon.

Ximing's considerate heart makes Xia Risheng very warm.

"Qiqi has gotten up and have dinner!"

"I'm not in a beautiful mood since last night, and I don't want to eat it." Qi Qi had a melancholy face, which made people scared when they saw it.

There are many people who commit suicide due to depression in modern society. If you can’t think it through, it’s over.

Leslie Cheung left, and Qiao Renliang left too. You can’t let Qi Qi follow in the footsteps!

Qiqi, flowers will bloom in the desperate grassland.

You must not be unwilling to think about it.

Summer sweet scratched her head, and then her eyes lit up.

"Qiqi, if you don't eat, how can you have the strength to make cakes at night?"

"Hmph."

Thinking of Bobiao.

"I must get the No. 1 pick tonight, and I must change my luck."

"By the way, I haven't played Bobcai yet. When I arrived in Fucheng last year, the Mid-Autumn Festival was over." Summer sweet raised the topic.

"You southern Fujian Province Bobcake, actually I just heard you say it's fun. What is it?" Xia Ritian asked Liang Qiqi curiously. Asking questions was not the key. She wanted to find something for Qiqi to prevent her from being decadent and to be upset about what happened last night.

It’s not scary to be heartbroken, but it’s not good to be afraid that she will become depressed.

So Suriri Sweet and Curious Baby asked Liang Qiqi like a baby.

"Okay, Tiantian, then let me tell you about the culture of Mid-Autumn Festival cake pops here. This custom is related to the national hero Zheng Chenggong. He stationed troops in Xia City hundreds of years ago. Every August fifteenth, soldiers who were full of heroic spirit of rebellion against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty would inevitably feel homesick, in order to relieve and relieve the soldiers' pain of missing their relatives during the holiday.

He ordered his generals to invent the game of cakes, allowing soldiers in the army to enjoy the moon and cakes. This unique game of cakes later became a folk activity. In the early years, it was a group of friends or brothers and sisters who paid for money to buy moon cakes, and the whole family gathered in a circle to bid.

At that time, the Biao cake was 63 cakes, one top student cake, two second-class cakes, four third-year-old technicians, eight fourth-class Jinshi, and 16 second-class scholars, and 32 first-class scholars.

At that time, 63 pieces of Baccarat, including the number of seventy-nine and sixty-three, which was auspicious. Because ninety-nine and eighty-one was the number used by the emperor, **72 was the number of thousand years, and Zheng Chenggong was awarded the title of King Yanping, so he could only use the number of sixty-three.

There will be six dices in Bobiao. Wang Bobiao will throw it in the bowl, and the dice will look like six lively elves.

When a "four" point appears among the six dices, it represents a show. Then you can get the prize representing the show. Two "four points" appear as two picks, three "four points" are three reds, and four "four points" are the top scorer. The so-called opposite is to shake the six dice out straight out.

Nowadays, the prizes for the blog cake are no longer cakes, nor are they just family members playing together. Now, families, classmates, colleagues, companies and collectives also use the Mid-Autumn Festival "Big Prize Cake".

However, Mid-Autumn Festival Blog still has 63 kinds of prizes, divided into six levels, and the rules and gameplay have not changed, but the prizes have become more abundant and have been replaced by daily necessities such as towels, shower gel, cooking oil, handicrafts, etc.

Some people have been asking for toothpaste and soap that they have never used for two years overnight, and finally have to forward it to their relatives and friends.

Of course, the fun of betting does not depend on the size of the gift, nor does it matter how the prizes change. What people value is the fun of playing together, and it is the time for everyone to reunite and share.

There are also people who won the top scorer and said that they will get good luck in the coming year.

At this time, Ximing was taking many tenants to purchase prizes for the Blog Cakes. Everyone purchased the prizes from the smallest prizes, such as mooncakes, snacks, lollipops, and fruits. These are the prizes for Yixiu. Thirty-two types are of similar value. They are worth a few dollars or dozens of dollars.

There were sixteen prizes for the second prize, and the beautiful tenants selected chocolate, imported food, and beverages, worth dozens or hundreds of them.

There were eight Jinshi, and many beautiful tenants bought Chanel's handbags and wallets...

These women are starting to make a fortune.

Anyway, the landlords swipe their cards, so they have no sense of feeling sorry for money.

Xi Ming was cursing in his heart, and the prize for four entry was set so high. You are going to kill me.

The beauties of Tanhua's prizes also discussed the four yellow gold necklaces.

Damn!

These women are too prodigal and shameless. They want to kill themselves!

The women bought two famous watches for the second prize.

After brushing the floor, I suddenly went out for no reason. The guys looked at Xi Ming with extremely eager eyes.

The prize for the No. 1 winner is whether they are going to buy a car or a sports car.

I'm a pig to be a tenant!

Buy a car and buy your sister!

I have raised a group of tenants who lost money and asked me to lose a lot of money. I really think I am stupid and have a lot of money!

They all looked at the sports car and their eyes shining.

Ximing ran away in a flash.

"Hey, landlord, don't run away!"

"We know you have money!"

"Don't be stingy, we only have the prizes left for the No. 1 prize..."

"Landlord, ah, wait."

"I refuse to pay for the prizes of the No. 1 winner. It's all about me buying the prizes, it's boring!"

Ximing got into a BMW and didn't want to be an ATM or a sucker anymore. These women are a bit too much.

The three women also followed the BMW with things.

But now the landlord is trying to get up. They just cut his flesh and put his blood on it so hard.

Is there any gift from the top scorer...

What is the value of the second-tier list?

The top scorer must be higher than the second place.

The women were confused now, and the landlord was unwilling to take out his pockets for the top scorer.

What to do?

"What should I do?"
Chapter completed!