"I've won ten times in a row. This Wangzheng is simply the God of Wealth."
"It must be the God of Gamblers."
It was still early and there were few people on the street. But inside the casino, it was already boiling. Countless gamblers who played pitching pots and Pai Gow gathered in front of the dice.
Three circles inside and outside, tightly surrounding the table.
All kinds of admiration, all kinds of words of admiration are spoken to the innermost Wang Zhengheng, who is a well-deserved protagonist. His face is also proud, and his heart is also happy.
"I've already won a thousand taels today."
While he was happy, Wang Zhengzheng also had the intention to retire. "The one thousand taels plus the money I won a few days ago is enough for the budget."
At this moment, a gambler beside him said to Wang Zhengzheng: "Wang Zhengzheng, you have played ten games in a row. Why do you still play one hundred and two hundred taels? We have won thousands of taels. You You only won one thousand taels, this is not a gamble like yours."
Wang Zheng turned his head to look, the gambler was in his thirties, with a thin face and bright eyes, he looked very clever. Looking at the banknotes in his hand, it is estimated that there are several thousand taels.
Wang Zhengzheng looked at the bank note in his hand again, and it was only 1,500 taels plus the principal. Regret also emerged in my heart, "I have won ten times in a row. If I add up again and again, I don't know how much I have won."
"Anyway, luck is still shining today, why not win all at once. Win a luxurious mansion in Chengyang County?" Wang Zheng was tempted when he thought about it, but he still hesitated.
At this time, the dealer shook the dice Gu again. After shaking it a few times, it landed on the table with a bang.
"Wang is pressing quickly."
The gamblers around rushed to urge him, but Wang Zhengzheng hesitated, took out five hundred taels, and pressed it on the small one.
"You are such an idiot who can't listen." The gambler next to him cursed, then put all the thousands of taels in his hand on the small one, and then laughed at Wang Zhengzheng: "Look at the uncle, I'm getting rich, go back Then buy a big house and buy a few women as concubines, haha, refreshing, refreshing."
"Bang bang bang."
The surrounding silver and bank notes fell like snowflakes, accumulating tens of thousands of taels in a short period of time. The dealer's face was darkened, his face could be washed with sweat, and his hands were shaking.
Looking at this momentum, Wang Zheng felt his forehead heat up, he gritted his teeth, and suppressed the 1,500 taels in his hand.
"If I win this one, I will have everything." Wang Zheng roared in his heart, and he was also very confident that he could win.
"open."
Amidst the shouts of the gamblers, the banker opened the dice Gu. But everyone was stunned. The banker laughed, with a hearty smile, and yelled: "Six Liu Liu, leopards, kill them all."
A guy beside him immediately stepped forward to collect the money, and tens of thousands of taels of silver were gone in the blink of an eye.
"Damn it, the God of Gamblers failed this time."
"Damn, I bet five hundred taels."
The gamblers around were disappointed and cursed. Wang Zheng's mind went blank, "I lost money, I actually lost 1,500 taels of silver."
"That's 1,500 taels of silver."
Desperate, there is a cup of tea in my mind that is blank. But Wang Zhengzheng regained his sobriety soon, and he was ruthless after waking up.
"I won't lose, I won't lose. I'm the god of gamblers, this time it's just a small setback. I still have money at home, I'll go get it."
Thinking of this, Wang Zheng got up from his seat, and pushed everyone away to get money at home. At this moment, the thirty-year-old gambler next to him asked Wang Zhengzheng, "What are you doing?"
"Withdraw money." Wang Zheng said without hesitation.
"What are you doing with the money? Why don't you just borrow it from here?" The gambler laughed.
"Borrowing money? My family has money, so I don't need to borrow money from the gambling house." Wang Zheng shook his head. He heard that the interest rate on the money in the gambling house is astonishing, and the interest rate can kill people.
"A well-established person like you doesn't need interest. And didn't you win one thousand taels a few days ago? I know Brother Kun, the gambling shop, so I can tell you about it. How about lending you one thousand taels? "
said the gambler.
"One thousand taels?" Wang Zheng hesitated.
"It's convenient to borrow money here, and it will take a while. When you go home, you may win it back. You can still win 10,000 taels. It would be a pity to delay." The gambler persuaded.
"Okay." Wang Zhengzheng finally moved his heart and nodded.
"Hehe." The gambler laughed and went upstairs. Not long after, he walked down with a happy face. He took out ten silver bills of one hundred taels from his bosom and handed them to Wang Zhengzheng, and said with a smile, "Look, brother's face, plus your background. One thousand taels is a trivial matter."
"Thank you." Wang Zheng was very grateful, and then took the silver ticket and rushed to the gaming table immediately.
There is an elegant room upstairs, which is the exclusive seat for the owner of the gambling house. There are landscape paintings hanging in the room, and to the north is a screen, in front of which is in the shape of a character, with three desks and three seats.
It is very elegantly arranged.
At this moment, Brother Kun was sitting in the first seat. He was in his fifties, with gray hair, a burly body, and a piercing gaze.
A guest is seated on the right.
The gambler came up just now and took one thousand taels of silver to Wang Zhengzheng. The guest saw it, and couldn't help asking: "This Wang Zhengzheng is easy to bully, but his brother-in-law Chen Guhong is a celebrity."
"Tongsheng is considered a celebrity?" Brother Kun smiled slightly and said disapprovingly.
"But sooner or later he will become a scholar, and may become a Juren, or even a Jinshi. And I heard that he has friendship with the former county magistrate Chen Yuan." The guest said.
"You also said it was your ex." Brother Kun showed a strange look, and then smiled. "I'm going to eat him."
"Okay." Seeing that Brother Kun was confident, the guest also shrugged and gave up. He knew very well that this friend would not fight an uncertain battle, since he made a move, it would be bitten by a poisonous snake, and the prey would be dead without a place to bury him.
"Maybe there is something to rely on." The guest thought in his heart.
In the blink of an eye, the gambler returned. Respectfully to Brother Kun: "Brother Kun, he lost again. I want to borrow three thousand taels."
"Give him three thousand taels." Brother Kun smiled, lowered his head and took out a box under the table, opened the box, took out three silver notes of one thousand taels, and handed them to the gambler.
"Yes." The gambler replied respectfully, took the silver ticket and went downstairs.
The guest smiled and just watched without commenting.
Not long after, the gambler came up again. "Five thousand taels." This time the gambler stretched out his right palm, spread five fingers, and smiled.
"Give him five thousand taels."
Brother Kun smiled, took out another five thousand taels of silver and handed it over.
Three times, four times.
In just ten times, the gambler has already withdrawn 30,000 taels of silver. When going upstairs for the eleventh time, the gambler bowed and said, "Brother Kun, this time I want 10,000 taels directly."
"Thirty thousand taels is enough for him to go bankrupt and sell his house and his wife to pay off the debt. Pay ten thousand taels?" Brother Kun smiled, then stretched his muscles and bones, showing a ferocious expression. He shouted: "Is Lao Tzu really a good person? I found my brother and went downstairs together, and asked him to sign the note and pay off the debt."
"Yes." The gambler smiled.