Galactic Garbage Station Chapter 97: Cricket fighting
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"Hey, you guys have raised so many crickets." When the fish friends bought flower horn and were about to leave, the old man suddenly noticed the crickets in the corner. Crickets are not a shameful thing, Su Jing is just placed on the corner table, it is not difficult to find.
"Old Mister, are you interested in buying one or two?" Su Jing asked.
"How much is one?" The old man is obviously very interested, and his eyes are slightly shiny, and other fish friends are also very interested, but they are as excited as watching flower horn. They see flower horn as a layman and a cricket but an layman. Look hilarious.
"Ten thousand." Su Jing said.
"You are also unfair." The old man to have nothing to say for a while, did the young man see that he bought flower horn generously, so he felt that he was stupid and had a lot of money.
"Old Mister, if you can't say that, you pay for every penny." Su Jing laughed.
"Then you mean that you are very powerful? Or should we compare now?" The old man raised his eyebrows.
"Uh, don't you bring a cricket?" Su Jing was taken aback.
"Hey, I really brought it." The old man thought that Su Jing was afraid and laughed jokingly.
"That would be fine, but what if you lose?" Su Jing said indifferently.
"If I lose, I will buy one for ten thousand yuan." The old man said.
"It doesn't have to be. How can I force buy and sell. If you lose, you only need to introduce some buyers to me. You should know a lot of people who like crickets?" Su Jing laughed, although the sales were handed over to Peng Ming , But it is not a bad thing to help yourself with some relationships.
"OK, but what if you lose?" the old man asked.
"If I lose, the crickets here let you pick ten." Su Jing said.
"Okay." The old man's eyes lit up. Although he didn't think that the Su Jing crickets were worth 10,000 yuan each, but the appearance was really good. Some thousands of yuan should still be worthwhile. It's a big profit. The old man went out and walked to a bridge car in the yard to get the cricket.
"A'Jing, don't blame me for not reminding you. Old Liu is a master of cricket fighting." Xue Zhonghong reminded.
"That's right, or else it doesn't show the power of me as a cricket." Su Jing smiled and didn't care about the authenticity. These crickets have been fed the fallen leaves of Immortal World for a few days. Although they have not been fed a lot, they have already been reborn and they are not believed to be better than ordinary crickets.
"Shall we set up a gamble?" said the bald middle-aged man.
"Okay, I bet Liu Lao to win."
"I also bet Liu Lao to win."
"I also bet Liu Lao to win."
"All bet Liu Lao, also bet a fart."
Bald-headed middle-aged man wonders, although gambling is not possible, but they are still interested and waiting to watch a good show. They don't think that Liu Lao has any chance of losing. They think Su Jing is ignorant. Because they all know that Liu Lao is very famous in the field of cricket fighting. His crickets often win in cricket fighting. And Su Jing is just a young man in his early twenties. It is estimated that he has little experience. His crickets are also free-range. It is possible to raise more than one hundred at a time. And cricket fighting, is not expensive expensive.
Lao Liu came back soon, carrying a mahogany bucket grid and three tile jars, and carrying crickets and bucket grids with the car. This is definitely a cricket fan. Playing fish and playing crickets at the same time, it is estimated that only the elderly can be so idle.
"Boy, let's get started." Liu Lao said as he put the mahogany bucket fence on the table.
If it is a very regular game, the cricket farmers will send the crickets to the selected shack before participating in the bet. In case of stimulant, this can be effectively prevented), the casino staff will do the work, and the householder shall not operate it (prevention of cheating). Only after five days can we participate in the fight.
However, it's just a discussion between the two now. It's impossible to pay so much attention. Moreover, this is an ad hoc game, and it is unlikely that stimulants will be taken in advance.
"How do I start?" Su Jing asked if he didn't understand.
"Your kid teases me to play. I don't even know how cricket fighting started. I dare to say that my cricket is very powerful." Liu Lao has a feeling of being played.
"I don't understand the rules of cricket fighting in Zhenger's Eight Classics, but my crickets are really powerful." Su Jing vowed authentically.
"I have three crickets, 36, 38, and 42. You can choose a level." Liu Lao said.
"Uh ... I don't have such an accurate electronic scale. If you use 42, you can choose one of them." Su Jing said, although I don't understand it, I probably understood it after listening to Liu's words. Like a boxer, crickets are also heavyweights.
“Choose one? Your kid is crazy enough, but I do n’t want to bully you. Choose one yourself,” Liu said.
"Then I'm welcome." Su Jing walked to the box and stretched towards a grid. The cricket inside jumped to the palm of Su Jing. Su Jing carried the cricket and returned to the side of the bucket grid. I saw the cricket standing Su Jing is in the palm and does not run around.
"Huh!" this hand made Liu Lao and the others look surprised. I do n’t know if crickets can still play like this. Generally, whoever is not well dressed is afraid that the cricket will run away, but look at this cricket smart way, and It's not like the kind that doesn't want to move. Only Xue Zhonghong, a habit that is not strange, has long seen Su Jing's ability in this respect.
Lao Liu took a closer look at the cricket on Su Jing's hand, and it felt like he was being underestimated, because this cricket was relatively small among the dozens or hundreds of crickets in the box. 38.
"Little Xue, you can be the referee." Liu Lao said to Xue Zhonghong.
"OK." Xue Zhonghong nodded, put the bucket fence straight, stood next to the bucket fence, and then said, "Both sides put the cricket into the bucket fence."
Su Jing put the crickets on the side of Douza according to the words. Liu Lao did n’t want to win, he did n’t use the 42 one, the 38 one was put on the other side of Douza, there was a gate in the middle, So for the time being, the two crickets cannot touch together.
"Now you have one minute to dial the time, and the timing starts." Xue Zhonghong handed Liu Lao and Su Jing a grass respectively, and started the stopwatch on the phone while talking.
Lao Liu immediately put the grass into the bucket fence to pick up his cricket, Su Jing did not fight the cricket, but it is not difficult to guess the purpose of doing so, it should be to pick up the fighting nature of the cricket and make them excited stand up. Su Jing also draws scoops on gourds, and uses grass to pick crickets.
After a while, Liu Lao ’s cricket suddenly shouted, and at the same time, the Su Jing cricket suddenly turned his head and yelled at Liu Liu ’s one, obviously not being called by Su Jing, Instead, it was pushed by Liu Lao's cricket.
"The game begins." Xue Zhonghong pulled up the gate in the middle of the bucket fence, and the two crickets rushed together immediately, fighting.
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