Story · Collection | A hundred years of gambling

It all started a hundred years ago.

One evening, the owner of the Golden Rose pawn shop, Old Dur, was taking stock of the accounts, and two people came to the pawn shop. The two men, old Dooel, knew each other, one named Mara, the owner of a handmade pocket watch shop, and the other, Pongpi, a bank clerk.

The two men told The Old Touré that they were coming to pawn a pocket watch. Old Dur looked at the watch that Pung Pi handed over and asked, "May I ask the two gentlemen, how long do you plan to be this watch?" ”

Mara preemptively said, "A hundred years." ”

"A hundred years?" Old Dur thought he had heard wrong, and he looked at Mara and asked, "You mean a hundred years?" ”

"That's right." Mara nodded and looked at the puffy skin beside her.

Pomppi glanced at Mara and said, "I'd like to see if you're wrong or I'm wrong!" ”

Old Dur found that the atmosphere was not right, and asked busily: "I'm sorry, I would like to take the liberty of asking the two of you, why did you come to Golden Rose as this pocket watch, and the term is a hundred years old?" ”

Pomppi sighed and told old Dur about the origin of the matter.

This morning, Pung Phi found that his pocket watch was broken, and thought of meeting an important customer in the afternoon, so on the way to work, he turned into Mara's pocket watch shop and bought a new pocket watch. Unexpectedly, when he went to see the customer according to the agreed time in the afternoon, the other party was very unhappy to accuse him of not being punctual, five minutes late. Pomppi immediately checked the time with the pocket watches of two other colleagues, and it turned out that it was indeed his own pocket watch that was five minutes slower.

So, after work, Pomppi found Mara and asked him to change his pocket watch. Unexpectedly, as soon as Mara heard that her pocket watch was five minutes slower, her head shook like a rattle, and her mouth repeatedly said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" My craft is family heirloom and has always been unattainable by my peers. If you are not satisfied with this watch, I can give you a replacement, but I will never allow you to slander my pocket watch! ”

Poonpi saw that Mara denied it, and his attitude was so strong that his lungs exploded, and he quarreled with Mara on the spot. Finally, Mara suggested that it would be better for the two to make a bet. He asked Pongpi to pick a pocket watch in his shop, and then find a neutral third party to keep it for him, and after a period of time, the time of the pocket watch was not accurate. And so they came to the Golden Rose Pawn Shop...

After listening to Pongpi's story, old Duer smiled: "Oh, it seems that when a hundred years is just a gamble!" A hundred years, too long to imagine, I think you can reconsider. With that, he glanced at Mara.

Mara said in a determined tone, "What's there to hesitate about?" It's a hundred years! ”

Old Duer saw that Pungpi had no objection and asked, "So, how much money do you two want to pay from me?" ”

When Mara heard this, he waved his hand and said, "We are not going to exchange the pocket watch as collateral for money, we just ask your bank to keep it for you and testify on your behalf." Knowing all this, the old Dur agreed to the two men's request with great interest...

Now, exactly a hundred years have passed. Golden Rose Pawnshop has long been a long-established pawn shop, and its old and bleak storefront is incompatible with the glamorous and fashionable facades around it.

On this day, the owner of the Golden Rose pawn shop, Dürr, came to the store early, and he sat down behind the counter, his eyes staring out the door. At this time, it was the rush hour of work, the people outside the door were coming and going, the river was endless, and Durr turned his head from time to time to look at the wall clock on the wall, as if he was waiting for someone.

At nine o'clock, two men came in from the door one after the other, one in his fifties and the other looking to be in his thirties. The clothes of both people are very exquisite, especially young people, who appear to be more stable and decent, and their temperament is extraordinary.

After the two shook hands with Dur, they handed over their business cards one after another, and Dur looked at it and said in a loud voice, "You are finally here!" ”

The people who came were the descendants of Mara and Ponpi, who followed the ancestral instructions to come to the Golden Rose Pawn Shop on time to fulfill the wishes of the ancestors. The middle-aged man in his fifties is a descendant of Marat, the owner of a handmade pocket watch shop that inherits ancestral craftsmanship; a man in his thirties is a fluffy descendant, who is now the president of a multinational financial group.

At some point, a group of media reporters carrying cameras and microphones also rushed into the store, brushing the guys in their hands at Dur and the two men. One of the blonde female reporters said excitedly to the camera: "Dear audience, in a few moments, the exciting moment is coming!" The result of that bet a hundred years ago will soon be revealed..."

In the anticipation of everyone's eyes, Dürr took out the pocket watch from the safe, accompanied by a crisp sound of "click", the case bounced up, and people were surprised to find that the hands of the pocket watch were no different from the clock hanging on the wall of the pawn shop!

The bet that Mara and Pong Pi was that the losing party would issue a statement in the media to apologize. The financial tycoon Xiao Pongpi not only apologized in the major media statements, but also decided to sign a contract with Xiao Ma ma the next day, and he would buy all the handmade pocket watches made by Xiao Ma Ma in the future and send them as prizes to the punctual and dedicated employees in the group.

The next day, after signing the contract, Mara jr. came to the Golden Rose Pawn shop, and he wanted to express his gratitude to Dur. As soon as he walked into the store, Dürr said excitedly, "I was about to contact you, and you are coming!" With that, he handed a piece of paper to Little Mara. Little Mara took it and opened it, and it was a yellowed piece of paper with the truth of this hundred-year gamble written on it.

Descendants of the Mara family:

When you open this letter, I have been in heaven for a long, long time. I want to tell you a secret through this letter, that bet was completely an innings that I had carefully designed. You know, handmade pocket watches are the pride of our family, but I'm afraid that one day it will be lost. I told my old friend Old Durre, the owner of the Golden Rose pawn shop, and he told me that he was just as worried about his trade. I thought about it for several days, and finally came up with the idea of this hundred-year gamble. The old dul was also very good, and he proposed that I take my pocket watch as his place, so that in a hundred years, the golden rose would also be famous. Of course, he also contributed a lot, and Pengpi was the candidate he secretly found for me, he said that this man has talent, and his descendants will definitely soar. Here, I have to say sorry to Pomppi for making him a tool for us. Well, that's all, I'll bless you in heaven!

The last person to drop the money was Mara.

Dur told Mara that the letter had also been kept by Mara's great-grandfather at his behest. His great-grandfather ordered it to be treasured from generation to generation, and no one could open it until the result of the bet came out...

Author: Zhao Gongqiang