Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 1283 - 1153: The Drawing Begins

After all, looking at the current situation, only drawing lots offers a glimmer of hope.

Only by drawing lots can he have a chance to obtain this fine wine.

Yet, these people outright refuse—how can he not be anxious?

At this moment, not a single person around him is someone he can afford to offend.

To put it bluntly, each one would crush him, leaving him standing there in deep worry.

As for rebutting those stewards’ words?

He daren’t do that either.

After all, he holds little sway, and if he truly opposed the stewards now, it’s likely he’d face dire consequences.

Someone might seize this chance to strip him of his position entirely.

As a mere Centurion, let alone losing his office, the possibility of his home being destroyed and his family ruined isn’t unimaginable.

Perhaps this sounds severe, and surely no one would go that far, but the truth is quite the opposite, especially in ancient society.

It’s entirely possible to offend someone with a single word, and this person won’t reason with you, but rather crush you entirely.

Don’t doubt it—this era is like that, this society is like that, valuing strength over reason.

For a moment, he stood there terrified, while looking at the Shopkeeper with eyes full of yearning, hoping the Shopkeeper would speak up and counter these individuals directly, thus preserving the drawing lots idea.

Not only this Centurion felt this way, but the steward from the County Magistrate’s household also hoped similarly.

Just now, he spoke and similarly got reprimanded by those around, making him wary to speak rashly again.

He feared his words would bring unnecessary trouble to his master.

Just like that Centurion, if those people wished to handle things, a single steward could fully deal with his master, making him comply completely, even replacing him wouldn’t be impossible.

These two were merely representatives—among those present, though they’re stewards of powerful officials.

But don’t forget one point; there are only 200 casks of wine here, not enough for everyone, and it’s no exaggeration to say at least half of them will leave empty-handed.

Therefore, these people’s hearts began to hope for the Shopkeeper’s words. If it really came to power, they absolutely couldn’t compete with those individuals; thus, they’re thinking perhaps they should take this gamble. If they manage to draw one or two casks, wouldn’t it be a perfect result?

As all eyes turned to the Shopkeeper, after the refusal request from the influential officials’ Household Servants, the Shopkeeper chuckled, looking entirely composed, not placing these people in his heart at all.

His gaze at these individuals was also quite calm; as for the words from their mouths?

He hadn’t taken them to heart at all, but gestured to someone behind him, and immediately, a few young clerks carried a large wooden barrel over, placing it in front of everyone and standing on either side.

And at this moment, the Shopkeeper’s voice was heard by everyone present:

"Haha, perhaps I didn’t make it clear before, this idea wasn’t mine, but from someone above me."

At this point, he didn’t forget to bow in the direction of the Imperial Palace—a gesture that was clear with intent; this wasn’t a request raised by a mere Shopkeeper, and who exactly proposed this, haha, no need to say—you can probably guess who it is.

With these words, everyone’s hearts skipped a beat, and those officials’ Household Servants sighed inwardly, realizing the day’s event was unavoidable.

Sure enough, the following words from the Shopkeeper further confirmed this, as he continued:

"So, you should know how this matter will proceed, right?

I mentioned earlier that this wasn’t my idea, so there’s no room for negotiation; today, I have prepared bamboo sticks, each marking the corresponding number of wine casks."

Of course, given the number of people present, the bamboo sticks are plenty, but not every stick holds purchasing rights to wine casks.

I must inform you that a significant portion of these are empty, granting no purchasing rights.

Furthermore, one point to note in advance: drawing lots today pertains only to today.

Hence, you draw today for tomorrow, as today’s wine is already sold out. Now, you’re drawing for tomorrow’s token; whoever draws the token can purchase at the shop with it tomorrow.

Certainly, for fairness, after drawing, the drawer must register, preventing anyone from falsely claiming with this token outfit the following day.