pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 857 Good Luck or Bad Luck?

Xiao Jinyi was very anxious when he watched Song Qingge play, and threw the dice on the table after saying a word in his hand.

Four o'clock!

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, did this make it clear that they didn't want to win?

Looking at Zhao Ying and Zhao Datou again, both master and apprentice are about to cry. Could it be that such a good job just goes to waste?
"Why don't you count this one, and you're throwing it once?" Shopkeeper Wang made peace.

"That's right, try it out for the first time and throw it again."

"Come again."

"Dabao, you try again?"

Zhao Ying, Zhao Datou, and Song Qingge all agreed, but Xiao Jinyi is a very upright person, "No, what you say is what you say, and you can throw as much as you want. If you are willing to bet and admit defeat, come on."

"..."

In fact, at this time, everyone hopes that you will stop talking so much.

Snapped!
Zhao Ying slapped Zhao Datou's head with a slap, and said loudly: "Come on, try hard and you still have a chance. Didn't Master always teach you not to give up until the last moment? If you can throw three points, Even if you officially become a teacher."

"Really?" As soon as he heard that he could leave the teacher, Zhao Datou became energetic again.

"That's right, throw it boldly!"

He has already made up his mind, no matter how much Zhao Datou throws, he will go to Song Qingge's restaurant, at worst, he will lower his wages.

Zhao Datou first yelled at the dice, and then threw it on the table, and everyone's eyes rolled along with the dice.

"a little!"

"a little!"

There is still the last one left, but there are four points that may surpass Xiao Jinyi, one possibility of winning, one possibility of draw, no matter what, the possibility of winning is very high.

Then--

"Ah! One point! Win! Win!"

"Win a fart, you lost, I said you kid is not lucky, our faction must be cursed, one generation is not as good as the next generation, you kid is the worst, you actually made three points, you are not allowed in this life Gambling, do you hear me?"

Zhao Ying was in a good mood, his face was flushed after changing from the one he was wearing just now.

Song Qingge also breathed a sigh of relief, it was really not easy to win.

Shopkeeper Wang stared at the result dumbfounded, thinking in his mind, is Zhao Datou good luck or bad luck?

The cook has been found, and the two of them can go to the restaurant to work tomorrow, and today they plan to relax for a day, go outside and take a good look around Jiuhong City.

Xiao Jinyi didn't care so much, he won today, and he was in a good mood. He wanted to try his luck in the gambling house, but was stopped by Song Qingge.

The four of them left the tavern together. Song Qingge took them to the tavern first. On the way, Xiao Jinyi and Zhao Datou walked together, and asked curiously: "Your head is obviously not big at all, why is it called Zhao Datou?"

He was very curious about it.

Hearing this, Zhao Datou raised his head and said proudly: "Master said that a big head is a good cook. Sure enough, those who came in together and called Xiaotou, now no one earns as much money as I do."

The three characters of Zhao Datou were won by the very casual named Zhao Ying...

"Miss is the owner of Fumanlou?"

When he came to the entrance of the restaurant, Zhao Ying looked at the golden Fumanlou and said three words.

"..."

Song Qingge's mouth twitched, making him look behind him and saying, "This is our restaurant."

"Ah! There is actually a restaurant here. I have been there so many times and I don't even know it. It's amazing." Zhao Ying sighed.

"..."

Song Qingge looked up, and it was indeed time to change the facade. Compared with the opposite side, this place was too unobtrusive.

(End of this chapter)