Earn 50,000 yuan in five days. In the past, Chen Zhou could only think about it when he was dreaming.
Now, through his own efforts, he not only earned 50,000 yuan in just five days, but also found a job that only requires three hours of work a day and earns tens of thousands of yuan a month.
He has now begun to plan to take a bachelor's degree by himself, then jump to a big company, climb up step by step, and finally become his own boss.
What he got is the Xueba system, not the immortal cultivation system. In Chen Zhou's view, knowledge is used to make money. Otherwise, should he go into scientific research
That's not to die of poverty, and wages may not be as high as they are now.
This idea only went through his mind once, and it was immediately thrown a hundred and eight thousand miles away.
He has been suffering for three years, so he doesn't want to suffer for a lifetime.
So far, Chen Zhou has six more practical money-making skills, but just today, when he went to the library to do his daily tasks.
"Proficient in gambling?..."
He looked at this newly emerged skill, and many unfamiliar memories emerged in his mind, and he couldn't help but hesitate.
Every time a daily task is completed, a knowledge skill will be randomly issued, and gambling mastery can also be said to be a thousand skills mastery, that is, cheating.
In the system, the mastery of knowledge is also divided into levels, entry, proficient, proficient, master, grandmaster, legend.
Cheating will leave traces no matter what, just being proficient in gambling skills, Chen Zhou can't guarantee that he will not be found.
If you get caught cheating...
The scenes in the movie began to flash through his mind one by one, cutting his fingers, chopping his hands, stabbing his fingernails with needles...
A chill rushed up his back, making Chen Zhou tremble in fright.
"No, no, cheating has no future. I still have so many opportunities in the future, and I can't capsize here in the gutter."
He shook his head, took a taxi and headed home.
Usually bored, Chen Zhou is still an otaku, playing games at home, and life is enjoyable in his opinion.
There was no such condition in the past, but now it is different. The job has been stabilized. He immediately found a rental house, right next to the alley where he stayed for three years, and he could see the familiar place as soon as he opened the window.
It was as if he could see the fall of these three years.
This can always remind Chen Zhou that the worst days have come, and the future will get better and better!
"Don't miss it when you pass by! Tianhai City will hold a Mahjong competition tomorrow! The first place will be rewarded with 1 million yuan!! Everyone, come and sign up!"
"Walking by and passing by..."
…
Sitting in Didi, the road ahead was blocked for half an hour for some reason.
Chen Zhou remembered that this road has not been blocked for a few years. Is he so unlucky...
Suddenly, the sound of a loudspeaker on the side of the road entered his ears, and Chen Zhou couldn't help but look curiously.
"Tianhai City Mahjong Competition will be held tomorrow... The first place will be rewarded with one million?!"
"Fuck! Master stop!"
If it is an official mahjong competition, even if the old thousand is discovered, it will not be like this. At most, it will be disqualified!
But won...
A million! !
Chen Zhou was excited. He still had high hopes for the skills rewarded by the system. So far, he has not been disappointed.
If it wasn't for fear, he might not know where to find a corner to make money.
Now this mahjong game, in his opinion, is giving money!
"If I have this million, I'll be doing my own exams! Just be my own boss and save years of time!"
Soon, Chen Zhou got out of the car and paid a registration fee of 100 yuan at the registration point. After registering the information, the staff issued him a competition certificate.
Enter tomorrow with your entry card.
Chen Zhou sat back in the car again, and when he got home, he went to the landlord's aunt to borrow a box of mahjong.
In his more than 20 years of life, let alone playing mahjong, he rarely watched it. Even though the system directly loaded the knowledge into his mind, he was still a little flustered.
Even a god of gamblers who hasn't played mahjong for 20 years will still be able to play with his hands. When he wants to come and practice his hands, it's always good to try.
Soon, the mahjong was set up by him, and Chen Zhou looked at the table in front of him, strange and familiar in a trance.
Like a veteran who has played mahjong for decades, he skillfully picked up a card without looking at it.
"Sixty thousand."
The card was slapped on the table by him, and when Chen Zhou saw it, the black and red engraving was really 60,000.
Drawing cards is the foundation of playing mahjong. Even the uncles and aunts don't look at the cards when they play cards. The dozen or so cards in their hands are covered on the table to prevent people behind them from peeping and telling their opponents.
Then, he touched a few more.
"Three barrels."
"Six."
"Three."
…
When it was getting late, he was going to go downstairs for dinner, and when he opened the door, he happened to bump into a white and clean young man covered in sweat.
Chen Zhou was startled and greeted with a smile.
"You just got back from exercising?"
The young man Baijing looked back at him indifferently, his eyes flashed slightly, he nodded, turned and entered the room.
Chen Zhou went downstairs and ate a bowl of ramen.
After eating, he walked back, leisurely, when suddenly, a chess and card room on the side of the road attracted his attention.
Walking in unknowingly, Chen Zhou found that there were a group of middle-aged and elderly people playing mahjong.
It was smoky, and everyone's expressions were very focused, as if they were not playing mahjong, but fighting.
"Bullshit!"
An aunt laughed and spread her hands to the other three.
"Take money, take money! Two yuan per person!"
"… "
Chen Zhou suddenly remembered that playing mahjong for the elderly is lonely, and it is only a cent or two. If you play it all day long, you can only win a few dozen or one hundred at most.
He got interested and found a seat in the chess and card room to sit down.
At this time, everyone had almost finished eating, and soon two aunts and an uncle joined him at a table.
"It's rare for a young man! Come and play mahjong." The uncle looked at Chen Zhou with a smile.
Chen Zhou was stunned for a moment, then replied casually with a smile:
"Yeah yeah!"
The uncle laughed again, thinking contemptuously, young people still play mahjong? Are young people still playing mahjong
All of a sudden, the uncle regarded Chen Zhou as a three-minute enthusiasm for paying tuition fees.
Now the people who go to the chess and card room to play mahjong are all middle-aged and elderly people. They live a leisurely life. Young people rarely play mahjong.
The uncle is confident that he can easily take down Chen Zhou, so he put all his heart on the two aunts.
As long as he looks at the cards of these two, he will not lose...
"Huh? I'm stupid."
Chen Zhou had just arranged the cards, took a closer look, and cried out in surprise.
"what?"
"Can you play mahjong? Did you read the wrong card?!"
The other three were stunned for a moment. Seeing that they didn't believe it, Chen Zhou put the card down, and they quickly looked at it.
"I… …"
"Is it really nonsense?"