Lanke Chess Edge

This night the moon was shining, and the entire Haiping City seemed very quiet. Although the city had changed hands, the life of the people in the city was more stable during this period than in previous years. The most notable thing was that there were fewer bandits. Some grievances have a place to be resolved, and they really know how to handle cases instead of thinking about collecting money and not doing things.

So at the end of this new year, the people in Haiping City and the surrounding areas lived a relatively stable life and slept soundly at night. After the third watch, Zhang Shuai opened his eyes and quietly lifted the quilt.

The air-conditioning made Zhang Shushi shiver, and he became more energetic. How could the mere cold be worth the heat in his heart.

Zhang Rate was dressed neatly, put on a thick coat and a hat, and then took out a relatively solid money bag from under the pillow. He planned to leave directly, but after thinking about it when he walked to the door, he returned again and opened it. From the box next to the bed, I took out the "Fu" character.

Zhang Late spread the word "Fu" on the bed, then folded it left and right, folded a large piece of characters into a thick dried tofu size, and stuffed it into his arms.

"Some time ago, it was my young master who didn't understand the rules of poker, so I'm sure to kill everyone today!"

Zhang rate became obsessed with a game that only emerged in this generation, a game only available in casinos, that is, horse tags. Compared with the previous leaf games, the rules are more detailed and more playable.

I have been there many times before, and Zhang Shuai still wins and loses even though he thinks he is not too familiar with the rules. Many times, he sums up and finds that it is not bad cards, but wrong play, which leads to frequent losses. , Now he has collected five taels of silver through various means, even if this money is handed over to his family, it is not a small amount, enough for him to go to the casino to have a good time.

Zhang Rate put on the word "Fu" to win the prize. Anyway, this word is not a high-end commodity. If you earn more, you can spend it well at the end of the year. If you use the money to buy some good furs for your family, you will probably look good.

With excited thoughts, Zhang Shuai opened the door and went out, walked lightly all the way, stepped on the pickle jar from the wall of the backyard to the outside, looked up and looked around, under the moonlight, the visibility was very good.

"Hey, the weather is just right!"

The light-footed Zhang Shui took a trot straight to the gambling house in the city, mainly walking through the alleys, and after a quarter and a half of an hour, he finally came to the street of the gambling house. A lantern with the words "Hai Le Fang" printed on it.

Seeing the lanterns in the gambling house, Zhang Shui walked a lot faster. He could already hear the bustling voices inside when he approached the gambling house. The two strong men guarding outside obviously knew Zhang Shui and greeted him with a smile.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang is here for fun again?"

"Hey, yes, come and play with itchy hands, I will definitely kill the world today, and I will reward you with wine money then."

The two burly men clasped their hands together, smiled and opened the door for Zhang Shuai. The latter returned a salute before entering the room. As soon as he entered, there was a rush of warmth, which made Zhang Shuai subconsciously shiver a few times.

The gambling hall in the middle of the night is very lively, there are charcoal basins around, and the people's emotions are high, making the place even warmer, and Zhang Shuai looks at the empty tables and walks to the empty tables.

"Come on, brothers, add me!"

There are roughly two kinds of business in the gambling house. One is that gamblers occupy the table to play, and give the gambling house a little commission. If there are not enough people, people from the gambling house will come in, and there is also a kind of gambling house sitting at the table in Changzhuang, surrounded by people. There are many people who can bet, this is the most exciting, and the most people play.

Zhang Shui warmed up his luck today. During the process, he drew good cards again and again. After playing for almost an hour, he had already won more than 300 coins after deducting the rake, but Zhang Shui felt that it was not enough.

"I won't play here anymore, I won't play here anymore."

"Huh? You just leave when you win the money?" "That's right."

The gamblers on the side were a little upset, so Zhang Rate smiled and pointed to the more lively place on the other side.

"It's not fun here, the money is too little, it's exciting over there, I'm going to play there, young master, you can come and bet!"

When Zhang Rate said that, it was difficult for others to say anything, and Zhang Rate did go there after he finished speaking.

To be honest, there are so many big players in the gambling house, and the five taels of silver in Zhang Rate's hand is nothing. He didn't participate immediately, but just bet along the sidelines.

Gamblers who bet on the outside do not participate in the main table competition. They can bet on winning or losing, and they can also guess which of the four cards the last card is played. This is much more visible than simply betting on dice.

Zhang Rate is really lucky today. He came up to draw a good card and bet one or two. Since he sat down, there were exclamations over there. After more than an hour, he won more than he lost, and his capital has rolled to twenty. Twenty two.

Originally a four-person horse crane, now it has become a two-person ladder, with Zhang Shu and Zhuang confronting each other.

The man who sits in the manor is sweating on his forehead, and Zhang Shuai is in the middle of his spring breeze.

"Hey, everyone, bet on winning or losing, just be on me to win, there must be a profit!"

"Amazing." "My lord, you are really lucky." "That's my master's card skills!"

"Yes Yes."

On the second floor of the gambling house, several people frowned at the smiling Zhang Shui.

"Is this person out of luck?"

"I haven't found it." "It's not normal."

"Indeed, the card that this person draws is too smooth."

The two were discussing, and Zhang Shuai had already pumped out a large amount of money like chicken blood.

"This time I will press fifteen taels!"

The voice was very loud, which attracted the attention of many people. The people upstairs also squinted their eyes and stared at Zhang Rate. Then, with their height advantage and outstanding eyesight, they saw the cards that Zhang Rate had drawn.

At this moment, the excited Zhang Shu felt his chest warm, but he didn't care because he was sweating all over his head because he was so emotional.

The dealer over there wiped the sweat from his brow, and dealt with it carefully. He raised his head slightly several times and looked in the direction of the guardrail on the second floor. The people above just shook their heads slightly, and the dealer could only play cards normally.

As a result, half a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Rate slapped the cards in his hand on the table in a sense of loss.

"Oh, I got a wrong card... Oh, my fifteen taels!"

Many people around who had won the compression rate also fell along with them, and some of them stomped their feet angrily.

"What did you do!" "You caused me to lose two taels of silver!"

"Why don't you yell?" "You bastard."

"Why!"

Zhang Rate also kept patting the table, full of remorse.

"I knew I wouldn't be so stressed..."

The faces of the people on the second floor of the gambling house looked better, and then Zhang Shuai played another round and lost another tael of silver, and the brows of the people on the second floor were completely relaxed.

When it was daylight, Zhang Rate left the gambling house with many people, with a somewhat tangled expression on his face.

"Hey, I won one, two, and three hundred Wen in one night..."

"I just won two hundred coins."

"You still say, I lost one or two." "I lost three or two!"

"Hiss...it's cold!"

The people were shivering with chills and hurried back. Zhang Sui, like them, returned home in the cold. He just took off his thick coat and lay down under the covers.

But he still couldn't sleep on the bed, thinking about the more than a dozen taels of silver exported, he didn't realize at all that he brought out more money from the gambling house than he brought in.

"Hey! If you stop in time, there will be more than twenty taels now..."

As he said that, Zhang Rate took out the "word" on his chest that was folded into dried tofu, and threw it under the bed. Zhang Rate always believed that his card skills affected his fortune a while ago, and he was a little unwilling at the moment.

"What a bastard. I didn't take you with me a while ago. I'm more lucky. I owe you to bless me. It's really bad luck."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Shuai suddenly felt a little dizzy, and then recovered after a shiver.

"Oh, I haven't eaten anything all night, and I still can't sleep to death after a while, I have to get up and have a bowl of porridge..."

Zhang Shui got up at noon, regained his energy, ate something at home, bid farewell to his family and went out again, the goal was still the casino.

An hour and a half later, Zhang Shuai had already won thirty taels. The whole casino was filled with his excited shouts, and a large number of gamblers surrounded him...

Zhang Shuai's poker skills are indeed outstanding. It's not that he is very lucky in his hands, but that he dares to bet heavily when his luck is slightly better, and he makes more and more money when everyone wins or loses.

In a sense, Zhang Rate is indeed a talented person, who can remember the number of all the cards. The dealer on the opposite side made another thousand, but Zhang Rate discovered that there was one more cross and one penny less. , the dealer used the grounds of shuffling and mixing up the cards, and someone else pointed out "testimony", and then voided a game before fooling it.

It's a pity that Zhang Shui's talent was used in the wrong place, but he is undoubtedly proud of it at this moment, and another hour has passed.

"Crack~"

"Hahahaha, I'm done, give me money, fifty taels, hahahahaha..."

Zhang Li already had a hundred taels of silver on one side, and built a small pile. Just as he reached out to sweep the silver on the opposite side, a big hand grabbed his hand.

Zhang Shui looked up, but saw a big man with a ferocious face, his face was very frightening.

"Humph!"

The strong man squeezed Zhang Shui's hand, and under the force, Zhang Shui felt that his hand was about to be broken.

"Hiss...it hurts..."

"Do you dare to spend a thousand dollars here?"

"I, hiss... I didn't..."

The strong man shook Zhang Shu's arm vigorously, then dragged it away from the table, flicked his sleeves, and suddenly cards floated out of the cuffs.

"Still said no?"

Many people around suddenly realized.

"It turns out he's a thousand..." "No wonder!"

"No wonder he won so much." "This move is really hidden..."

Many people in the gambling house gathered around and pointed at the pale Zhang Rate. How could the latter not understand that he was framed by the design.

"You, you framed me, you harmed me!"

"Bold, dare to lie, everyone will see that you are cheating!"

The brawny man cursed angrily, punching Zhang Shui in the stomach, and he almost spit out sour water with just one punch.

When he left the gambling house, Zhang Shuai couldn’t walk steadily, and he was accompanied by two men with unkind faces. He was forced to sign a paper, except that all the previous money was gone, and now he still owed the gambling house one hundred taels , There is a deadline of three days to return it, and someone has been following him from a distance, monitoring Zhang rate to raise money.

"Bitter also..."

Zhang Sui felt bitter. If the Baililiang family gritted their teeth and dug out the savings and pawned some valuables, they should be able to get them out, but how can they tell the family about this? Father will definitely beat him to death when he comes back. ...

As for reporting to the official Zhang Shui, he didn’t dare, the people who followed him were not good people, not to mention whether the reporting to the official was useful or not, if he dared to do this, he would probably be the one who suffered.

'It would cost seven or eight taels to exchange it for gold...'

Zhang Shui limped home, looking back carefully from time to time, sometimes he could find the person following him, sometimes he couldn't.

Suddenly, Zhang Shui's heart moved. Last time, the sergeant Dazhen seemed to be really interested in the word "Fu". Maybe...

With a strategy in mind, Zhang Shuai stepped up a little and hurried home.

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