England 1986

Chapter 131
Huth's suggestion was so important that he didn't think of it for a while.

"What about that side?"

Although this can be purchased in Huaguo, Allen thought that if it is used in large quantities, it will not be easy to buy?
Always prepare a few more purchase channels for yourself, right?

"Noodles? Can't you get the wheat directly from India?"

Huth was even more open-mouthed about this. India is a big exporter of grain.

Don't care how many people starve to death in the country every year, those are just two-legged sheep of low caste.

No matter before or after their independence, Great Britain has been purchasing food from India, and the channels are very mature.

"???"

Is it that simple?

The main issues were so simple that Huth put them in a few words, and Allen didn't even feel a sense of accomplishment.

Then he thought, if you want to make braised beef-flavored instant noodles, don't you have to ask for beef?

but.
It should be enough to just buy a cow, right?
A cow can fucking be used in the 21st century.

This is not enough, if you want to lower the price, what more beef do you want!
"very good!"

When he was happy, Allen grabbed Xiao Huang who was playing with his pen in his hand, and scratched its little head with his thumb twice.

"twitter!"

In Liverpool in early August, the weather was a little dry.

A large building in the suburbs. There is a parking lot surrounded by a small courtyard. It is a three-story large flat building with seductive pictures such as beauties and chip spinners painted on the walls.

This is an old casino that has been in operation for decades, with excellent reviews, and even old gamblers from other cities come to "check in".

In the lobby on the second floor, a middle-aged man in a thin suit, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looked at several gamblers who looked like dead parents and laughed.

"Hahaha, I won again! Is there anyone here to play? Come on! Let me lose!"

The middle-aged man was talking, he stretched out his hand to flick the ash between his cigarettes, stretched out his hand again, and pulled the girl who had been with him all afternoon to him. His arrogant left hand reached into the girl's hip skirt from below, ruthlessly After rubbing it hard twice, he picked up a few chips and stuffed them into the clothes on the girl's chest.

"Baby, this is your reward!"

"Thank you, sir."

"I'll play with you!"

The middle-aged man who was flirting with the girl next to him stopped and said when he saw a handsome young man passing by his table.

"just you?"

Looking at the little boy in front of him, especially his nondescript oversized suit and sneakers, the middle-aged man looked with contempt in his eyes.

"Hey, are all British people like you? No eggs?"

The little white face looked at the middle-aged man's contemptuous expression, but he was not angry. He raised his right hand and hooked his fingers. The waiter behind him stood silently behind him with a tray.

Pointing to the chips in the tray, the young man smiled and said, "Is it enough?!"

"Enough! Haha, enough!"

When the middle-aged man saw these chips, his expression changed instantly, and he stretched out his hand with a smile on his face, inviting the little boy to sit down.

"Hey country bumpkin, if you have the guts to open a private room, I'll play with you alone!"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and looked at the little boy with some doubts. He is not a fool. As a small businessman, he is quite wealthy. Not only has he invested in several factories, he also has a stake in a football team in the neighboring city of Manchester!

He has seen a lot of little bastards who approach him with other purposes at a glance like this!

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to question, the boy looked at him, but instead gave him a contemptuous look, turned around and left without delay!

But when he left without hesitation, it made the middle-aged man hesitate.

"Hey wait!"

Seeing that the wealthy little boy was almost out of sight, the middle-aged man started calling for someone, but the boy didn't seem to hear him, so he ignored him, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

But the middle-aged man felt even more itchy now.

Gamblers.
When luck is going well, no one will consider accepting it as soon as it is good.

Although every time before coming to the casino, the biggest thought in my heart is just to win, and I will accept it when I see it!

But this kind of nonsense is just my thoughts before I enter the casino, and it changes after I enter!

He is very lucky today, he has already won for an afternoon, and now is a good time to take advantage of the victory and chase after him, and that little boy with so many chips, he is very itchy!

After thinking for a while, he stood up, asked someone to put away his chips, and turned to chase the little boy in front of him.

Walking through the long hall, I didn't see the little boy. When the middle-aged man was about to give up, he saw the boy leading the waiter into a private room, and there seemed to be other people behind him.

"Fake! What are you doing running so fast? You! Go aside, the two of us made an appointment first, and all his chips are mine!"

The middle-aged man aggressively chased to the door of the private room, squeezed away the "third party" who was following the little boy, and spoke first.

"Heh, you're here after me, let's talk about it after I finish betting with him!"

The little boy looks down on the middle-aged man now, and he doesn't care about his chips anymore, so he calls the person behind him not to let him go.

How does this work?
What if you lose?
That chip would have been won away!

The middle-aged man laughed, and said, "Wait, your chips are not enough for me to win, let's play, play big! Dare you?!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the little boy folded his arms and said with disdain: "The big one? How do you play?"

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked around, looking at the environment of this box. There is a large oval card table in the middle, a row of sofas, wine tables and rest areas on both sides, and there are lounges and toilets inside.

The equipment is very complete.

Even if the gamblers are impatient and want to try their luck here, there is room for them!

Suddenly there was the sound of the TV in the corner.

The commentator is passionately calling the names of every player on the field, and every time a player is called, the audience stands up and cheers.

For the British, football is as important as drinking tea!
Even if there is no game of the home team, football games are still shown on TV under normal circumstances, no matter which team is playing, what is needed is the atmosphere!

The middle-aged man watched the game on TV. The uniforms of the two teams were not familiar. He glanced at the logo on the upper right corner, oh.
Welsh team game, a bunch of bad guys!
The visiting team is the Modern City team, which is fairly "strong" in Wales, while the home team is a Conners Wharf team that looks like a big team.

Although known as the Welsh First Division, but
In the eyes of middle-aged men, these two teams are not even as good as some youth teams in League One.

Now that there is a competition, let's bet on the competition. This is more random and more exciting!

And it's live!

Pointing to the TV, the middle-aged man said, "Bet on this, do you want to play?"

"Oh?"

The little boy watched the TV, probably because of his poor eyesight, and took a few steps closer to see the two teams entering the field on the TV. He suddenly had a hesitant expression on his face.

"Oh, dare you play a word."

The middle-aged man was a little hesitant when he saw the little boy's face, and then returned to his arrogant look, speaking aggressively.

"Play! Tell me, how to play! I don't know these two teams."

The middle-aged man held back his laughter. Since he didn't know him, it would be easy. He pretended to be magnanimous and said, "You choose first, guess the winner or loser, or guess the score!"

He pulled the girl who was following him with his left hand, and put her arms in his arms. The middle-aged man directed the waiter to pile up all his chips on the poker table, and gestured to another gambler who had been standing at the door with his eyes.

The gambler glared at the middle-aged man, closed the door and left without saying a word.

The boy with a white face looked at the middle-aged man's movements from the corner of his eye, but he didn't express anything. After hesitating for a while, the players of both teams took a group photo, and the referee had asked the captains of both teams to stand in the middle and start guessing.

"That's it, the Connors Wharf team, I bet they win!"

The players of the Conners Wharf team generally look tall and strong, and they look very reliable at first glance.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed when he heard the little boy's words. Although the game was the home game of the Conners Wharf team, they seemed to have a lot of momentum, but there was still a big gap between them and the opponent's visiting team, the Modern City team. Almost a sure win!
"That's good! I won't bully you either, so I'll bet on the Hyundai team to win. Have you seen these chips?! I'm all in!"

Seeing the man's aura this year, the little boy seemed to regret it again, his aura became weaker, and he even hesitated.

"If you don't want to play anymore, get out if you don't dare to play, hahaha!"

The middle-aged man further continued to stimulate the little boy.

"Play! I'll go all-in too!"

The little boy seemed unable to stand the excitement, and asked his waiter to put all the chips on the poker table.

"Hahaha! Good! Very good! I'll let you half the time! I'll go in and have a rest first!"

The middle-aged man's face was flushed, and he was very excited. He put his arms around the girl in his arms and walked to the inner lounge, preparing to have an in-depth exchange with the girl on the spot.

As for the chips on the table?

The waiter will watch, the casino charges a rake, and no one dares to sneak away with chips.

It was said that the boy would be allowed a half-time, but when the middle-aged man came out of the inner lounge with his pants up, the kick-off time had just passed less than 10 minutes.

The little boy was sitting opposite the poker table, with his arms folded, his expression a little gloomy, and he sneered when he saw the middle-aged man come out so quickly.

This laughter made the middle-aged man who had just come out feel a little uneasy. Just as he was about to refute a few words, the noisy voice on the TV suddenly fell silent, and then, neat boos came out again.

The away team scored!
The team chosen by the middle-aged man took the lead!
Ignoring the sneer just now, the middle-aged man became cheerful again, sat next to the little boy, raised Erlang's legs, and stared at him like this.

"What's the matter? In a football match, anything can happen in less than the last minute!"

The little boy didn't panic at all, and he didn't care about the middle-aged man's embarrassment.

But with the passage of time, the second goal of the visiting team was produced, and until the halftime break, the visiting team led by three goals!
Anyone who has played football knows that it's okay to be one goal behind, but you can still fight hard if you are two goals behind.

But behind by three goals, the average team doesn't have that spirit!
This is the face of Welsh football, the team is not so good, expect them to catch up
It's better to pray that a meteorite will fall and destroy the stadium.

During the intermission, the middle-aged man ordered a steak, and while he was eating, he waved his left hand and deliberately provocatively said: "There is still an hour, all your chips are mine, just order whatever you want, I invite you you!"

"Humph!"

The boy's face turned even paler this time, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you dare to guess the score! I will raise!"

"Oh? How to add it?"

"I also have a printing shop in Liverpool, and I'm betting the whole thing!"

After thinking about it, the little boy added another sentence: "Win or lose! Dare you?"

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the little boy next to his eyes. Was he in a hurry?

Putting down the fork, taking off the napkin, and wiping his mouth, the middle-aged man became a little more interested and said, "You were about to lose in the first place, and now it's not enough to add this little chip to decide whether to win or lose!"

"I!"

Xiaobai's face turned red, he gritted his teeth after thinking for a while, and said, "My father has an ice hockey club in the United States! I'll add this club too! Is this enough?"

Enough is definitely enough!

An ice hockey club, including the venue, must be at least hundreds of thousands or nearly a million pounds. This is not only enough, but it is far more than the sum of all the chips on the table.

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed this time, and it was his turn to raise.

If you want to gain something, you need to invest first!
"I happen to own shares in a football club, so I'll play with you!" The middle-aged man didn't lose his mind, he also owned a factory, but
These factories were his way out, he didn't dare to bet lightly, but luckily he also had a stake in a team, so he simply used it as a bargaining chip!

"Okay! Then I'll bet one ball, the Conners Wharf team wins the Modern City team by one ball!"

When the middle-aged man confirmed that he took out his shares to raise, the middle-aged man was surprised by what the boy said, betting that the Conners Wharf team will win the Modern City team?

In the first half, the visiting team has already scored [-]-[-]!
In the second half, the home team had to score four goals while trying to keep a clean sheet.

If their Conners Wharf team had this strength, what did they do in the first half?
Isn't this crazy?

"Hahaha, I still have to raise!"

The middle-aged man kept doing nothing, and for the sake of stability, he chose a conservative plan that the visiting team would win two goals, but the two agreed that if they didn't guess correctly, it would still depend on the winner!
But in this way, the middle-aged man became more courageous, and took out another factory to make an additional bet!

The two waiters called the staff of the casino to sign the agreement on the spot.

This is because the gamblers will not admit it afterwards. They have a full set of agreements and notaries here, and even the lawyers can help solve the customer's worries!

At this time, in a hotel not far from the casino.

Old Carl was sitting leisurely on a deck chair on the balcony, smoking a cigarette. A young man next to him bowed beside him and said, "Sir. It's all arranged. There's news from over there that I'm hooked."

"Well I see."

This time, using more than 30 people, including more than a dozen peripheral people, to make a game together, just to cheat a little share, in the eyes of old Carl, it is still too gentle.

but.
He can't do it. This is England, not Wales. For the sake of the young master's reputation, he has to restrain himself a little bit.

(End of this chapter)