20: Chapter 20 The Grand Prize 20: Chapter 20 The Grand Prize Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Zhang Fan directly took out one hundred yuan and bought these six tickets, scratching them quickly.

First one, nothing.

Second one, nothing.

Third one, also nothing.

Until the sixth one, five hundred yuan popped up as a small prize.

Although Zhang Fan knew the first five had nothing, he couldn’t just throw them away without scratching them first.

That would be suspicious.

“Hey, buddy, not bad luck.

Wanna buy a few more?” Xu Fei said with a smile.

Five hundred wasn’t much, just a small prize, but he didn’t want to fork it over.

He wanted to tempt Zhang Fan to keep scratching.

Zhang Fan smiled.

Want me to keep going?

Then I’ll keep going!

Zhang Fan activated his telepathy, sweeping over the scratch tickets.

Soon, he had a target.

A thousand-yuan prize.

Plus, two smaller hundred-yuan prizes.

Zhang Fan pointed to the string he had selected.

Xu Fei, still smiling, handed over another ten tickets to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan started scratching with a smile.

Second ticket, one hundred.

Seventh ticket, another hundred.

When Xu Fei saw these two hundreds show up, his face looked a bit unnatural.

This kid, how is his luck so good?

Just picking randomly and winning?

When Zhang Fan scratched the ninth ticket, Xu Fei’s eyes widened.

A thousand?

Damn, this is already one of the highest prizes today.

Sixteen tickets, eighty bucks, this kid just made seventeen hundred.

“Heh, boss, twelve hundred plus the earlier stuff, seventeen hundred, plus the remaining twenty, pay up.” Zhang Fan wasn’t greedy.

After all, Ye Yanran was still waiting for him to buy her some pants.

He could always come back later.

Zhang Fan thought of a way to get rich.

With just this trick, he could live comfortably for the rest of his life.

“Wow, seventeen hundred, this kid has some good luck,” a man nearby said enviously.

He had already scratched five hundred and only won ten yuan.

Xu Fei’s lips twitched: “Buddy, you’re having such good luck today.

How about trying some more?

You might not get another chance like this.”

Xu Fei really didn’t want to give up the seventeen hundred.

He believed that this kid wouldn’t be able to resist.

By the looks of him, he was only seventeen or eighteen; Xu Fei understood the psychology of a gambler.

Zhang Fan sneered internally, contemplating for a moment, tapping his fingers on the glass, pretending to be hesitant.

Want me to keep going?

Fine, I’ll make you cry today so you learn what greed is.

“Buddy, I have some fifty-yuan tickets here.

The prizes for those are even higher, and there’s a grand prize of five million,” Xu Fei tried to tempt him, placing a stack of fifty-yuan scratch tickets in front of Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan nodded: “Alright, I’ll start with ten.”

Xu Fei’s eyes lit up at those words, ten tickets, that’s five hundred.

A couple more rounds, and this kid’s money would be gone.

Earning money here?

No way, he knew the odds on these scratch tickets.

As for the five million grand prize?

Forget it.

Zhang Fan spread out all the scratch tickets and began selecting.

One hundred?

Too little, no.

Five hundred?

Hmm, not bad, but this batch only had five hundred yuan in total; the rest were losers.

Buying them would not be profitable.

Switching, keep switching.

Zhang Fan picked for a while, finally landing his gaze on a five-thousand-yuan prize.

Alright, this one then.

“These, I’ll buy them this time, but that’s it,” Zhang Fan said.

Xu Fei continued to persuade: “Buddy, in the fifty-yuan tickets, there are prizes worth tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, even millions.”

Zhang Fan sneered internally.

This guy really wanted him to lose everything.

Zhang Fan started scratching unhurriedly.

The man next to him leaned over, eyes bloodshot, staring fixedly at Zhang Fan’s hand.

“Win, win…”

The man muttered as if he were scratching the tickets himself.

Xu Fei glanced at Zhang Fan, a mocking expression briefly crossing his eyes.

Too young, can’t hold back, can you?

He didn’t win anything in the first nine tickets, and the man next to him began to feel a bit disappointed.

“No win, huh.”

Zhang Fan’s fingers flicked, and in the next moment, the man’s eyes widened.

“Crap, five thousand!”

“Huh?

Five thousand?”

People crowded around.

Five thousand yuan was equal to a month’s salary for them.

Xu Fei nearly spat out blood.

Damn, won again?

This kid was defying the odds!

Zhang Fan held the scratch ticket, looking at Xu Fei mockingly: “This time, you should pay up!”

Xu Fei laughed: “Buddy, with such good luck, wanna try a bit more?

Look, earning a hundred bucks this easily, even my monthly salary isn’t this high.”

“Oh, really?

I also think my luck is good today.

Let’s try some more,” Zhang Fan said, deliberately choosing ten tickets with no prizes.

After all, even with unbelievable luck, not every ticket could be a winner.

“Xu Fei, I’ll buy these ten tickets,” a middle-aged fat man quickly snatched the ten scratchers from Zhang Fan, pulled out five hundred yuan, and slapped it on the glass counter, running to the side excitedly and began scratching with his nails.

“Hey, uncle, isn’t it wrong to just snatch my tickets like that?” Zhang Fan frowned.

Damn it, there were people who would directly snatch?

The middle-aged man looked up, the fat on his face trembling: “So what, I paid for them.

If you don’t like it, bite me.”

Zhang Fan was speechless, picked out another ten tickets, and started scratching.

This time, he didn’t use telepathy; he wanted to test his actual luck.

After all, the thrill of scratching a big prize was something telepathy couldn’t compare to.

“Hey, five hundred,” Zhang Fan said unexpectedly.

The first ticket had five hundred yuan.

The group of people became instantly envious.

Damn, what kind of luck was this!

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Fan winning again, feeling incredibly smug.

First ticket, nothing.

Second ticket, also nothing.

Fifth ticket, still nothing.

Ninth ticket, still nothing.

By the time he scratched the last one, his face had changed.

Damn it, nothing, nothing at all, what kind of nonsense luck was this?

While Zhang Fan, after scratching his eighth ticket, struck again.

“Damn, a thousand!”

Someone shouted in surprise.

The middle-aged man’s face changed color as he leaned closer.

After scratching all ten tickets, Zhang Fan was grinning.

Fifteen hundred, net gain.

Altogether, seventy-seven hundred yuan.

Xu Fei’s face showed visible discomfort.

Damn, how can he keep winning?

“Buddy, I still have some hundred-yuan tickets.

Want to try some?” Xu Fei’s laugh had become somewhat strained.

“Sure,” Zhang Fan smiled, activating his telepathy, his gaze fixing on the hundred-yuan tickets.

In the next moment, his eyes froze.

Damn, fifty thousand?

Zhang Fan’s heart shook.

Fifty thousand yuan could buy a hundred-square-meter apartment.

But Zhang Fan quickly suppressed his excitement, picking out another ten tickets without rush.

He raised his hand, shaking them: “Anyone want these?

I’ll give them to you.”

Zhang Fan was still annoyed with the previous fat guy, afraid this jerk would snatch away the fifty thousand prize.

“Yes, who wouldn’t want them?” The middle-aged fat man grabbed the tickets, glaring menacingly at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan sneered.

He had seen that there wasn’t a single prize in these ten tickets.

Then, he picked out another ten without prizes: “Anyone want these?”

The crowd shook their heads.

They couldn’t stoop to the fat man’s level of shamelessness.

This time, Zhang Fan picked the ten tickets with the fifty-thousand prize and started scratching.

Zhang Fan’s hands were trembling.

Fifty thousand, damn, fifty thousand yuan.

This time, Zhang Fan directly tore off the winning ticket and scratched with his nails.

When the fifty thousand appeared before his eyes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fifty thousand, in the bag.