At thirty, awaken the daily intelligence system

Lin Mo was extremely excited. Now, he wanted to wake up his sleeping wife and tell her the good news that there would be a large amount of income coming into the family.

One million!

Except when visiting the grave, Lin Mo had never seen so much money!

"calm down"

"Hiss...hoo!!"

"After all, I am a being with a system. I must not be so excited that I can't sleep because of 1 million!"

Lin Mo took a few deep breaths of fresh air, tried to look away from this piece of information, and looked at several other pieces of information.

It is relatively good information to win 100,000 scratch-off tickets, but the problem is that Lin Mo cannot buy all the scratch-off tickets in the lottery store. There is an endless supply of supplies, and there may be other people coming to buy them.

All I can say is it's worth trying.

"Uncle Wang only has one year left to live?"

After receiving the information that someone around him was about to die, Lin Mo was inexplicably panicked.

But since he died of illness, there was nothing he could do.

But after thinking about it, Lin Mo felt that he needed to do an experiment on Uncle Wang Youcai, because he wanted to know if he could prolong his life if he asked Wang Youcai to pay attention to his health in advance and go to the hospital for more physical examinations.

The reason for this idea is that neither Lin Mo's parents nor his father-in-law are too young.

If one day I see the news that they are about to die on the intelligence system, it will be too uncomfortable.

"This has to be done, but there is no need to rush."

Lin Mo continued to check other information and found that it was basically information of little use.

"sleep!"

"Go to the antique market early tomorrow morning!"

"Who is the owner of stall No. 84? He seems to be an old man in his 60s?"

After Lin Mo closed his eyes, he found that he was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

So excited!

It can be said that today's information is the most valuable piece of information he has obtained since activating the system until now.

After struggling for more than an hour, Lin Mo finally fell asleep.

Even in his dream, his mind was filled with the Guangxu Yuanbao with the dragon pattern.

The next day, early morning.

When Lin Mo woke up, Li Jinwen had already sent his child to school, and there was breakfast left for him on the table.

After devouring a few mouthfuls, Lin Mo called an online taxi and went straight to the Dongtai Road Antique Market.

He didn't want the money in the tube containing Guangxu Yuanbao to be seized by others first.

The so-called tube money refers to many copper coins stuck together by rust, forming a lump, similar to the shape of a tube.

Because the appearance is covered with mud and bronze rust, it is impossible to tell what type of copper coins there are from the appearance.

Originally, merchants would clean up and sell these copper coins one by one.

But later someone discovered that a whole pile of copper coins was easier to sell and made more money.

Some are similar to gambling on stones and opening blind boxes.

Everyone wants to use the lowest cost to issue high-value copper coins.

Taking advantage of this gambling mentality, more and more merchants have begun to sell bobbins of money, or even specially forge bobbins of money to sell. Some copper coins in poor condition only cost a few yuan and are worthless. They are glued together. If you add some soil to the pile, you can sell it for more than ten yuan per unit. Why not?

When Lin Mo arrived at the antique market, it was just past 8 o'clock in the morning.

All business here is done in the afternoon and evening. There are very few stall owners in the morning, let alone customers.

The uncle of stall owner No. 84 didn’t come either.

Lin Mo has been in the antique market for a week, and of course he knows this very well.

He walked into a lottery shop with ease, punched out numbers with a machine, bought a 100-yuan scratch-off ticket as usual, and then sat in the shop and waited.

Good luck today,

The scratch ticket he bought actually won the prize.

Although it only cost a few hundred yuan, it still made Lin Mo very happy.

After all, he had spent a total of seven to eight hundred yuan on scratch tickets this week. Except for winning 20 a few times, the rest were basically empty prizes.

"Looks like I'm lucky today."

Lin Mo turned on his phone, found a La Liga football match and started watching it.

He just started watching football games to gain information and then make money.

But as he watched, Lin Mo was gradually infected by the tense and exciting atmosphere during football matches.

It’s not like I fell in love with football, at least it’s not like I just started watching football and couldn’t tell which jersey represented which club.

Many times he thought he had scored a goal and cheered in his heart, but in the end he discovered that the goal was actually from the opposing camp.

It's just embarrassing.

Lin Mo stayed in the lottery shop until noon, and even ordered Meituan takeout for meals.

His eyes were even more impatient, and he kept looking at booth No. 84.

Even the owner of the lottery shop asked in confusion, "Brother, you look a little strange today. Are you waiting for someone?"

Lin Mo also realized that he was very excited and replied casually, "I didn't wait for anyone. After all, I won the lottery for the first time, so I felt quite happy."

The boss smiled and said nothing more.

However, Lin Mo's brows wrinkled unconsciously.

"no!"

"The store owner gave me a heads up."

"I'm so excited. This feeling of being poor for a long time and suddenly rich is too obvious!"

"It's going to attract too much attention. I need to be more careful."

"Besides, stall owner No. 84 is a veteran. As long as he shows something wrong later, he may raise the price."

After Lin Mo realized this, he kept taking deep breaths, trying to stabilize his emotions as much as possible.

However, there is really nothing you can do about it. Just imagine, a middle-aged man who has been poor for 30 years, has a wife and children, and suddenly one day gets the good news that he can earn millions. It would be strange not to be excited.

Those who have thunder in their chests and faces as flat as a lake can worship the general.

Lin Mo is not a general, he is just an ordinary migrant worker.

"One million is just the beginning. I can earn another 10 million or 100 million in the future!"

"right!"

"Don't take this money too seriously. This is just a small milestone on my road to success."

"When reporters interview me in the future, today's incident will be just a very small talking point for me."

Lin Mo fantasized about his future glory and tried to brainwash himself in this way.

I have to say, this trick is quite useful!

At least Lin Mo, who opened his eyes again, already had a bit of a scornful temperament in his eyes, just like Wang Yousheng wearing a new military uniform in Bright Sword.

After waiting for more than three hours, at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the number of stall owners in the antique market gradually increased, and each stall was set up.

However, there were still few guests.

After setting up the stall, the stall owners and bosses who were close to each other sat together, bragging and chatting with each other.

Lin Mo wandered around the market as usual, saying hello and chatting with some unfamiliar bosses from time to time.

Finally, just before 4 o'clock, a familiar figure riding an electric tricycle stopped in front of stall No. 84.

The golden sunshine shone on his back, as if the old man had been plated with a layer of golden armor!

"Old Beibi, you are finally here!"

The corner of Lin Mo's mouth raised, and he was relieved. However, he did not walk over directly, and did not keep his eyes on the other party. Instead, he continued to stroll along the stalls casually.

Only by staying calm can you achieve great things!