$20,000 Jackpot
"You won two hundred, here it is for you." The boss took the scratchback and handed Frank two hundred dollars.
Frank took the two hundred dollars and asked again, " Are there any higher ones?"
"Oh, of course there are higher ones. The maximum is $200,000. Do you think you can win?" The boss rolled his eyes.
And the scratchers in the glass cabinet started chattering again.
Scratch 22: "The bonus on me is not even $10."
Scratch 34: "I didn't get a prize - so I chose to shut up."
The thirty-fifth scratch-off music: "I agree with the above statement..."
Forty-fifth scratch-off: "I have a hundred dollars here, do you want it? I'm on the forty-fifth."
The sixty-fourth scrap: "Hehe, garbage."
The forty-fifth scratch-off music: "What do you mean??? You call me trash?"
Scratch 66: "Sorry, I'm not saying you are trash, I mean everyone here is trash!"
The sound of this scraping music fell, and all the other scraping music heard the words, and they became noisy.
"Who are you? How dare you be so arrogant!!!"
"That is, no matter how powerful you are, you only have one. Is it possible that the sum of the winning amounts of all our cards is not as high as yours?"
"Hmph, let's isolate it! This card is too arrogant!"
Listening to the cynicism of so many scratch cards of the same style next to them, this sixty-sixth scratch card is just a soft sneer.
After a while, wait until all the other scratchers are a little quieter.
The sixty-sixth scratch -off was so arrogant: "Hey, I'm a scratch-off worth 20,000 US dollars! I originally wanted to play again at the end, but seeing how rubbish you guys are, I couldn't help it - scratch me, I'm here Sixty-sixth!"
When the other scratchers heard this value, they were all silent for a moment, and then they were all shocked: "Brilliant!"
"Twenty thousand dollars." Frank nodded slightly.
At such a small lottery station, $20,000 is probably the peak.
The first prize of $200,000 is basically impossible to be sold publicly by the boss.
So, the $20,000 scratch-off just defied all other scratch-offs.
No other scratcher refutes it, proving that it is already the highest.
seen that this scratch music is indeed a tool for making money for many businesses.
In this glass case, there are at least hundreds of them, only one of which is a $20,000 grand prize.
If some lottery stations are less fortunate, I am afraid that the highest prize in the entire lottery station is just the two-hundred-dollar scratch-off.
After thinking about it, Frank pointed to one of the stacks and said to the boss, "Give me the sixty-sixth sheet of this stack."
"It's so accurate again..." Hearing that it was accurate to one of them again, the boss paused slightly, then shook his head.
This guy just now was just a coincidence.
How could it be possible to talk to Scratch?
If he believed it, wouldn't he be crazy, even if he was killed, he wouldn't believe it!
So, he obediently followed Frank's instructions and took out the scratcher pointed out by Frank and handed it to Frank.
Frank took it, quickly scraping off the coating.
The pattern above corresponds to the prize of $20,000!
"Did you win?" The boss looked at Frank carefully.
I secretly thought that it wouldn't be so evil, could I really win the lottery just by talking to Scratch ?
How much is it?
One hundred or two hundred?
"Well, I get it!" Frank handed the scratch card to the boss.
The boss took the scratch card and only glanced at it, his eyes suddenly widened a bit.
"Two... two ... twenty thousand dollars!" The boss almost vomited blood.
He worked hard to open a lottery shop, and his income was only more than one thousand dollars a day. Excluding the cost, he might only earn seven or eight thousand a month.
It's not as good as a scratch that this guy picked out in ten minutes!
For a time, he was envious and jealous.
"Boss, give me the money." Frank urged, not going to continue playing.
The money is enough, and the rest of the scratch-off is a bunch of small prizes of ten dollars and twenty, which is not worth his time.
"Okay..." The boss carefully took back the winning scratcher.
Although he didn't make the money himself, he saw two Scratch-offs from the other party and earned $20,000 and $200 - he was very envious!
Envy to death!
With envious eyes, the boss ordered 20,000 dollars in cash from the counter with a stern face, and handed two thick stacks of money to Frank.
Frank took the money and turned to leave.
"Wait!" The boss immediately stopped Frank: "You haven't paid the scratch card yet."
Frank opened a total of two, and had to pay ten dollars.
"This stack, the forty-fifth." Frank shoved the money into his pocket, then turned around and pointed to the stack of scratchies with a smile.
He was telling the boss that this was his payment.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the lottery shop.
"Is it so evil?"
The boss murmured, and then pulled out the scratch.
"This...!!"
The boss took this scratcher, and his face was shocked as if he had seen a ghost.
He really hit the jackpot!
Is it possible that if you really talk to scratchers, you can win the jackpot?
Although this is crazy, he can't bear to believe the things that are clearly in front of him.
It's not a waste to try anyway.
He thought for a moment, then put his hands together, lowered his head and said to the scratch card in a loud voice: "Brothers, can you let me win the $200,000 grand prize, my brother, I beg you..."
"Snapped..."
At the door, there was a sound of a lunch box falling to the ground.
And a woman standing was horrified, and then she took out her mobile phone tremblingly: "Hello, is it a mental hospital? My husband is crazy, he actually calls scraping a brother, come and save him..."