MTL - Take a Door with You-Chapter 95 Sanyuanfang [Second update, first order! 】

  Chapter 95 Sanyuanfang [Second update, first order! 】

   This day.

   Sanyuanfang.

  As soon as Cao Xin entered the door, he felt the vigor of Xijing.

   "Come, come, come!"

   "Bet, bet! Buy and leave!"

   "Open! Four five six, big!"

  Noisy, shouting, excitement, remorse, hundreds of thousands of voices mixed together, hundreds of gamblers gathered together, it is indeed the largest gambling house in Xijing City.

   This is just one place.

  'Sanyuanfang' has venues in the southeast and northwest, more than a dozen places, all of them are full day and night, and they are making money every day.

  Cao Xin, a little old man, sneaked in, and he was inconspicuous in the hot atmosphere.

  He was not in a hurry to make a move, and wandered around the casino.

   Sanyuanfang, or most of the gambling houses in Xijing City, mainly play 'dice'.

  The gambling house sits in the bank and shakes the screen, and the guests buy the size and points at the player's house.

   This is the most common form of gambling.

  There are so many people and lively.

   There are winners and losers.

  Compared with Pai Gow, Leaf Pai, Horse Tag, etc., because the number of people participating in one performance is limited, the audience is smaller.

   But there are.

   There are not only special card tables downstairs.

  In the private room upstairs, the distinguished guests usually play cards.

   "Dice."

   "Push Pai Gow."

   "Leaf card."

   "Horse tag."

  Cao Xin looked around, feeling a bit cold.

  He thought—

  There is "Shou Shiqing's Tune-up Body Technique", which can pretend to be disguised.

  There is an 'anchor point', which can run at any time.

   There is a 'portable space', which can easily hide and change cards.

   Gambling is not difficult.

   Not afraid of being targeted.

  But when I actually walked in and looked around, I realized that this was not the case at all.

  It’s like shaking dice, usually the gambling house sits on the dealer, and the dealer shakes. The dice are in someone's hand, and there is a dice cup in front of them, so they cannot be seen or touched, and his 'portable space' is useless.

   Then there are cards.

   There are only a few cards.

  For example, pushing Pai Gow, there are a total of thirty-two cards, even if Cao Xin has hidden the cards in advance, there is a "portable space" to change them at will, does he dare to change them?

   If the cards are duplicated, they will be exposed on the spot.

   This doesn't work either.

   More importantly, once you win too many times in the casino and the amount is too large, even if you don’t make a thousand, the casino will take the initiative to make a thousand.

  He is just playing in this line of work, and he is also home, with superb craftsmanship.

   If you really can’t play with you, the casino can directly turn around and slander you.

   In short.

  In the casino, the rules are only dead to the guests, and the final interpretation rests with the casino.

   "Too hooligan!"

  Cao Xin shook his head, lamenting that heroes are useless.

  Unable to cheat, Cao Xin tried to play with his real skills. He practiced "Shou Shiqing's Arrangement and Adjustment Technique", with clear ears and eyesight, and he might be able to hear the points of the dice.

   But after an hour, I gave up decisively.

   Shit!

   The dice are in the hands of the dealer on the other side of the gaming table. There is a gaming table across the table. The casino is so noisy that you can't hear it at all.

Cheating.

  Real ability.

   None of them work.

  Cao Xin looked at the bustling "Sanyuanfang" and the scattered copper coins and silver on the gambling table, and he could only sigh.

  …

   The bet fails.

   Idle is also idle.

  Cao Xin observed all kinds of crooked ways in the gambling house by the way.

  …

   "Big! Big! Big! Fuck!"

   Mu Shan's eyes were red and he cursed loudly.

   Lost again!

   I've been unlucky lately, and I've lost consecutive bets. It's bad luck!

  Mu Shan touched his pocket, it was already empty. Not reconciled, he turned his head to search among the crowd in the casino, and soon saw a person, his eyes lit up, and he led that person to a secluded corner—

   "Third brother, third brother!"

   "You are my brother!"

   "Lend me another two taels of silver, and I will definitely come back this time, and I will pay you back immediately with a penny of the principal and interest!"

  Mu Shan looks at least in his forties, and the man Mu Shan calls "Third Brother" is only in his thirties, but Mu Shan is flattering.

   "Damn you!"

   "Repay the loan?"

   "Do you know how much you borrowed from me?!"

  'Third Brother' is nicknamed 'Wen San', and he is called 'Third Brother' in person on the road. At this time, he was cursing and slapping Mu Shan as soon as he went up to his head.

   "There are as many as there are."

  Mu Shan was skinny and shameless but smiled apologetically: "A total of 42 taels of 800, I remember it. Don't worry, third brother, I will definitely make it this time."

   "No borrowing."

"roll!"

  Wen San kicked Mu Shan to the ground.

   "Third Brother, don't, don't!"

   "Just two taels! Just two taels!"

   "One or two is fine!"

   "Although the yard of my house is a bit dilapidated and small, it's still worth one hundred and eighty taels. Third brother, are you afraid that I won't go there?"

  Mu Shan’s face is gone.

   But it’s okay if you don’t say this. Once you say it, when you hear the third watch, you slap Mu Shan’s face with a slap, and scold at the same time: "My mother! My mother!"

   "Third brother, brother!"

  Mu Shan was stunned by the fan and hurriedly dodged away.

Wen Sanshou was also hurting from the slap, so he stopped, but his anger still persisted, and he cursed: "Son of a bitch, your broken yard was demolished last month, and you dare to lie to me! Say it again, did you borrow any money, you owe it, and you have to pay it back within three days, or you will die!"

   "I-I-"

  Mu Shan was vented when he saw that the bottom line had been blown up.

  The yard of his house has indeed been rented out by him. If he can’t earn a hundred taels of silver by the end of the year, the family will move out to drink the northwest wind. Those who have a big winter and a big Chinese New Year must freeze to death.

  But in just a few days, where can I earn hundreds of taels of silver?

  The only way to get rich is gambling.

   "I can turn over the book!"

   "Third Brother, I can flip!"

  Mu Shan still wants to struggle.

  But Wen San was not stupid, he ignored him at all, turned around and left.

At this moment.

  Mu Shan jumped forward, hugged Wen San's thigh, and said eagerly: "Third brother! Third brother! You can't just ignore death!"

  Wen San couldn't stand being held by Mu Shan's legs.

"Damn, disgusting!" But seeing Mu Shan's snot and tears, he couldn't bear it, so he urged: "Hurry up and think about what other valuables are in the house, empty mouth and white teeth, nothing can be done." lend you."

"valuable-"

"valuable-"

  Mu Shan panicked.

  The house is empty, there is nothing to sell!

   is desperate.

  Now.

  An old man on the side stepped forward and grinned, and said three times: "Old Mu's family lost all the valuables, but there is still a woman and a girl in the family."

   Turned around and smiled at Mu Shan again: "The house and money are gone, but the wife and children can still keep it? Why don't you sell it for some money. After turning over the book, what do you want?"

"roll roll roll!"

   "Fuck!"

  When Mu Shan heard this, his eyes turned red and pale.

Beside Wen San, a little follower snorted when he heard the words: "Come on! If you want to sell it, no one wants it! Your mother-in-law is in her thirties, and she is old and young. If you send it to a small goods store, you won't be able to sell it for a lot of meat money all year round. Yours Not to mention the girl, hey, she is two heads taller than me, who wants it? Buy it back, should I ride her or she ride me?!"

  This little follower is not tall, but he is more than 1.6 meters tall, two heads taller than him, probably no less than 1.8 meters.

Too high!

  No man likes it!

   "Don't don't don't!"

   "My mother-in-law is not bad, and my daughter is a little taller, but if she is not neat, there are nobles who like her. She is not bad, and she has great strength."

  Seeing that his wife and daughter were demoted to nothing, Mu Shan was angry and annoyed at first, but at this moment he became anxious and rushed to find compensation and sell.

"okay!"

"Do not talk nonsense!"

   "For the sake of our previous friendship, I will give you another face. Three taels of silver, plus the forty-two taels owed earlier, make up forty-five taels, sign the deed of sale, and the money will be given to you immediately."

   "Blood mold in eight lifetimes, this business is a loss for me!"

  Wen San became more and more impatient, and seemed to show kindness, and gave Mu Shan a plan. In the end, he seemed to be still angry, and couldn't help kicking Mu Shan again.

  Mu Shan is all about money, so he doesn't care about such little details. He rolled his eyes and wanted to bargain: "Why don't you make up fifty taels?"

"roll!"

   Wen San kicked again, Mu Shan was so scared that he didn't dare to talk any longer, so he made a decision in twos and twos, and was urged by Wen San's little follower to go back and sign the contract of sale.

   Selling women.

  Sold daughter.

  …

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  (end of this chapter)