my old life

Chapter 157 The Purpose of Losing Money

No matter what Brother Long said, I am determined to use my own money to gamble. Although 200 yuan is not much, it is enough for a game!
I put 200 yuan on the table, and everyone at the table was speechless. I guess they must be very surprised. People who took [-] yuan dared to go to the table.

After taking a sip of my drink, I sat down and started playing mahjong. I knew that the three people in front of me were all "insiders" of the mahjong parlor, a skinny man, a bald head and an old gambler. It seemed that Brother Long was trying to test me out.

I deliberately lowered my voice and said vigilantly: "Let's talk about it first, you can't tell my second uncle about gambling!"

"Okay, no problem, it's okay to play two cards and relax!" Baldhead said nonchalantly, but he looked very vigilant.

It is estimated that everyone in this mahjong parlor will deliberately guard against me, because they all know the relationship with the second uncle, and it will be difficult to do things if they are too familiar.

I started to play mahjong. I have read the rules thousands of times, but my second uncle never taught me how to play hard cards, nor mahjong pai gow. I can't even figure out what is on the back of mahjong.

But mahjong is easy to learn, as long as you can make all the cards into a straight or three, add a pair of generals and you can win the cards.

As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry. I am good at poker. There is no need to fight mahjong. Moreover, I have never played mahjong in big gambling games. The outcome is almost always determined by points.

After the cards were drawn, I sorted the cards in front of me, and then touched one to look at it. The time was a little slower than others, and I looked like a novice, but I felt that someone was watching behind me.

But they can't see anything at all, because I really don't know how to play mahjong. The most level is that I played with my friends in my hometown before, and I won ice cream sticks or playing cards. Whoever loses, please eat ice cream...

The three people who were playing mahjong were all looking at me, basically not watching mahjong, I knew I was attracting everyone's attention, but I just stared at my cards without looking up.

In fact, I know that mahjong is easy to cooperate with. After playing together for a long time, I can know what cards I want with just a look.

But the more unfamiliar I am, the more relaxed they are. Although my second uncle is a cheater, it doesn't mean I am a cheater. Maybe people will see the clues in the future, but definitely not now!
The first card is almost drawn to the end, but I just can't win the cards, and the strange thing is that other people don't win the cards, it feels like they are deliberately playing with me.

Could it be that I just took a sip of my drink and rubbed my hands, pretending to be impatient on purpose, I used to see red-eyed gamblers here before, it’s hard to learn how to win, but it’s easy to learn how to lose meeting!
I don't even look at what cards they are playing, only when the little skinny guy in the previous family is playing cards, I see if I want to eat cards, even Brother Long behind me can't stand it anymore!
"Wait, touch! It's a one-up-one-draw card!"

"Oh! Which one?" I asked without knowing why, and Brother Long pointed to a pair of generals.

"If you touch this, you won't have a checkmate. How can you play cards?" I said that Brother Long almost fainted. He didn't speak but I could feel that he was speechless.

Someone next to him interrupted and said: "If you touch this card, connect two threes in series, and you can play these three cards as a trump card."

After being pointed out, it is indeed the case. I was very happy when I touched the cards. To be honest, I didn’t do it on purpose just now, but I really didn’t know that mahjong can be played like this...

If my second uncle sees my level of mahjong, will he strangle me on the spot in anger?

Almost at the end of the card draw, I finally shot the opponent!
I saw that his cards cost [-] to [-], but I played [-] twice and once [-].

In the past when playing mahjong in my hometown, there was always a time when the card was drawn, and no one could play it. But it is different in the mahjong parlor. I have never seen a yellow when I have been here for so long.

"Boy, didn't you learn how to play mahjong from your second uncle?" Brother Long asked helplessly, and I nodded and said, "Don't tell my second uncle, or he will break my leg !"

In one sentence, everyone suddenly realized that what I meant was that my second uncle wouldn't let me gamble, and he really didn't let me gamble, I did it willingly!
I lost [-] points and had [-] points left. The second card was played well, but after playing for a long time, I was confused, and I also fired a cannon for someone else. Brother Long was not calm on the spot!
"Damn it! It's a good thing I didn't let this kid play cards for me, otherwise the mahjong hall would have made him lose to me!"

I was a little embarrassed to say this, scratched my head and stood up to make room, I could see that they played mahjong deliberately for me to light the cannon, and it was completely tailor-made according to the 200 yuan in my hand.

"Why don't you play anymore?" Brother Long looked at me speechlessly, probably he was anxious just now.

"Well, I've paid the tuition, it feels great!" My words made everyone laugh, and Brother Long rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "You take the two hundred back, and don't play any more in the future. At your level, you can lose the sky!"

"If you lose money, you lose. It's the rule if you bet on it!" Brother Long was stunned by my words. This is indeed the rule in the mahjong parlor, and it is also the rule everywhere.

But I know in my heart, if I don't lose the 200 yuan, how can I paralyze these old oily guys in the mahjong parlor?

"You are not very old, but you know a lot of rules. After all, you are also Dongzi's nephew. The two hundred is my pocket money." Brother Long stuffed 200 yuan, and I didn't shirk it.

But I saw that many people around me were already staring at me, all of them showed greed. Apart from Brother Long's insiders, most of the mahjong parlors were bad gamblers.

In fact, my goal from the beginning was not to win these old people, but to pretend to be a water fish who can't play cards.

The most indispensable thing in the mahjong parlor is old gamblers. These people can be called crazy, not to mention that they will win my money, and they will not let go of the milk powder money of a three-year-old child!
If I come to win the money at that time, they won't be able to say anything. After all, no one can say anything about winning or losing. Things about luck are always illusory...

"Okay, go back to sleep quickly, come back tomorrow if you want to play."

"Thank you Brother Long, please don't tell my second uncle! Otherwise he can really break my leg!" Before I left, I didn't forget to set off a smoke bomb, and said it to others on purpose.

In fact, I also indirectly took advantage of my relationship with my second uncle. Everyone knows that my second uncle is rich, so they don't worry that I won't have money to give if I lose...

After leaving the mahjong parlor, I took a taxi and went straight to the Dynasty Casino. I don’t know if Wang Zizi came looking for me, but he reappeared after being missing for a month. I don’t know if he will pay me...

It was nearly eleven o'clock when I arrived at the gate of the casino. This time was the busiest time of the venue. I felt that I still had more than 1000 yuan on my body, and I was going to take out 500 yuan to lose.

I think few people have the idea that I come to the casino to play cards not to win money but to lose money, but there is a kind of people who have the same idea as me, that is, cheaters who give people hooks.

Ever since I saw Misu deliberately lose money, I have understood a truth. If you lose money deliberately, you can always win money in the end. If you don’t give others a little bit of sweetness, how can others be hooked?

When I entered the casino and met Sister Mei, she was very polite, but she didn't ask me where I was, she just told me to go to Wang Cripple's office.

He didn't seem surprised to see Lame Wang at all. He never mentioned the disappearance for no reason. He only asked me if I wanted to continue working, and I refused without thinking.

The reason is very simple. The school will start soon and I will definitely not be able to continue to work here. Wang Zizi is also a showman. It is useless to mention that he took the initiative to settle the salary of 5000 yuan for me. With this money, I feel a little emotional.

To be honest, the money is clean, and I earned it back with my own hands. I used to stick to my principles, insisting on making money clean and being a clean person, but now everything has changed...

No, I know why I did this. At this moment, I am not Sanming but a shackle, a black shackle who bears all the hatred and wants to avenge my second uncle!
When I took the money and left Wang Zizi's office, I felt very relaxed. I was going to lose 500 yuan, and then go to the KTV on the second floor to relax...

My second uncle once said that those who have no time to work hard will always have time to cry, and those who have no time to rest will always have time to get sick. I should let myself relax...

(End of this chapter)