Pretty much every Chinese person had seen this kind of ring-toss game.
The game was simple. The stall owner would set out a bunch of gifts on the ground, then have you stand at a specified distance and use tiny bamboo rings to toss them over the gifts.
Whatever you ringed, you took home.
A lot of people had probably played it before, and Jiang Siming was no exception.
When he was a child, most stall owners had put out goldfish, turtles, and the like. A little more expensive would be small porcelain dolls, piggy banks, and similar items.
But times had changed, and the stall owners knew that nobody cared for little fish and shrimp anymore.
So nowadays, they had to invest some real money.
The stall owner before them was quite something. His roadside stall displayed all kinds of collectible figures: Luffy, Zoro, Naruto, Iron Man, and so on. Though they clearly did not look like official products, even counterfeits cost a fair bit.
And at the very back, the owner had even placed five Tianwen: Love at First Sight phones.
Wow, this owner really knew how to do business.
Even Jiang Siming had begun to look at the thirty-something stall owner with new respect.
Nancy stopped curiously to watch, while Jiang Siming joined the crowd of onlookers.
With so many good things on display, quite a few people were naturally drawn to play.
But Jiang Siming noticed that although many people were playing, not a single one had managed to ring anything.
Many of them were throwing as hard as they could, yet none could land a ring—not even over the nearest prizes.
"I refuse to believe this! Give me another two hundred yuan worth of rings!" a young man said, disgruntled and unwilling to accept defeat,