Not long after, the two saw a crowd of passersby gathered at the old street’s exit.
Before Li Jing could speak, Sophie’s eyes lit up with interest, and she eagerly moved closer.
After taking a glance, she imdiately turned back and excitedly waved at Li Jing, saying, "Co quickly, it’s the ’Grasp the Pot Challenge’; if you succeed, you get a cash prize!"
Upon hearing this, Li Jing, who was previously sowhat curious, lost interest and shook his head, saying, "That’s not interesting, let’s go..."
"Hey, hey, hey, don’t go."
Seeing this, Sophie hurriedly ca back and grabbed Li Jing’s wrist, persuading him: "You’re so skilled; why not give it a try? You might win so money."
The scene of Li Jing pinning Chen Zixin’s arm with one hand was still vividly clear in Sophie’s mind.
In her eyes, Li Jing would surely handle the little tricks of the pot-grabbing ga with ease.
"What’s the point of making such small money."
"Oh co on, it’s just a ga, have so fun. I played it before and lost dozens."
Li Jing looked at her: "You’ve played this and lost?"
"Yeah, if you can’t lift it, you lose." Sophie eagerly said, "Why don’t you get revenge for ?"
"Not interested."
Li Jing turned to leave, but Sophie quickly tugged at him: "Hey, hey, hey, don’t rush off, lighten up."
Li Jing could see that Sophie really wanted to avenge her previous loss, and she had great confidence in his abilities.
But Li Jing really couldn’t muster any interest in these street gas, so he said, "I could play, but there has to be a condition."
Sophie was puzzled, "What condition?"
Li Jing scanned her up and down briefly, then with a teasing smile said: "Didn’t you say you look best in stockings? When we get back, wear so sexy stockings for ."
"You..."
Sophie widened her beautiful eyes, glared at him for a while, then finally said:
"So this is how you flirt?"
Li Jing ignored her banter and simply said, "So, what do you say? Do you agree?"
"I..."
Sophie hesitated for a mont and then said, "Just for you to see?"
"You can let touch them too."
"Dream on! You really are a jerk!"
Just as Sophie was hesitating, a commotion erupted in the crowd behind them, followed by the voice of a middle-aged man inside, laughing:
"Sorry, handso, you couldn’t lift it, so you lost your fifty bucks. But don’t worry, you can try another challenge. Who knows, you might win your money back, how about it, hahaha."
Upon hearing this voice, Sophie imdiately said, "Did you hear that? That boss is definitely cheating tourists out of their money. You could make him lose that smirk."
Li Jing didn’t pay attention to the voice but glanced at her legs and said, "So, have you agreed to my condition?"
Even if Sophie was usually carefree, her face slightly flushed at this point, "All right, all right, you can see, but nothing else."
"Don’t worry, I never force anyone. But since it’s a condition, you better wear sothing distinctive, don’t slack off."
"Got it, got it, I won’t back out."
Afraid of being overheard by the people around them, Sophie quickly ended this topic and pulled Li Jing into the crowd.
At this mont, a middle-aged man with a scar running from the corner of his eye to his cheek was in the center of the scene, his passionate smile in stark contrast to the ferocious scar on his face.
In front of him were four pots of different sizes, with a board placed in front of them, explaining the rules of the ga in bright colors.
Small pot: One yuan for one try, win two yuan if successful.
dium pot: Ten yuan for one try, win thirty yuan if successful.
Large pot: Fifty yuan for one try, win one hundred and fifty if successful.
Extra large pot: Two hundred fifty yuan for one try, win one thousand if successful.
Clasp the pot rim single-handedly, keep it off the ground for five seconds to succeed.
Li Jing glanced at the scene and quickly noticed sothing was off.
The first three pots were getting progressively larger, indicating they were heavier, but the last pot was about the sa size as the third, even slightly smaller, yet had the highest price.
Li Jing looked beneath the four pots and saw a small platform, clearly the place easiest to manipulate.
According to the similar gas he’d played back ho, the first three pots may not necessarily be problematic, but the last pot definitely couldn’t be lifted.
Following normal human thought, if one lifts the first pot, they would try the second, and after lifting the second, they would try the third.
And no matter how much they won before, the cost for trying the next pot would surely be more than all the winnings combined.
So as long as the last pot was impossible to lift, the scar-faced boss would never lose money.
Of course, the boss couldn’t strictly demand challenge progression; otherwise, no one would try.
But once soone attempts, and lifts the earlier pot, the boss will try every trick to persuade them to keep challenging, and most people, concerned about face with the crowd watching, will continue.
Seeing this, Li Jing understood the ga’s sche, much like many street gas back ho.
They exploit people’s curiosity and desire for a bargain, designed as a surefire loss trap.
While Li Jing contemplated this, another tourist began the challenge under his girlfriend’s suggestion.
The tourist appeared sowhat muscular with evident fitness marks, seemingly confident in his strength.
However, after grasping the third pot, he found his strength lacking and ended up losing all the money won from the first two pots back.
"Too bad, you were so close to lifting it, handso."
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