The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

"Oh, dad, what are you doing?" Jiang Hua was pushed all the way out of the private room by her father Jiang Aijun, she didn't know what his father was doing. Jiang Hua said worriedly: "Why did you ask Zhang Tong to play cards for you? He doesn't know how to play mahjong on our side. It seems that I have never seen him play Huaihai mahjong before. You are not afraid to ask him to play cards for you Something happened."

But Jiang Aijun said calmly: "What's the rush? You said he was your boyfriend, how could I cheat him? I said it all, there are chips under the table, if you win, it's his, if you lose, it's me." Yes. What's there to panic about?"

Jiang Hua thought about it for the same reason. My father didn't cheat Zhang Tong either.

But Jiang Hua still asked: "How old are you playing?"

"Ten yuan, twenty." Jiang Aijun said calmly.

"So big?!" Jiang Hua's eyes were rounded: "This round of cards won't cost thousands of dollars?! Dad, you are gambling!"

"What? You still want to arrest your father and me. I don't usually play cards. How about playing cards with old comrades during the Spring Festival? Your mother didn't care about me, but you are now." Jiang Aijun patted Jiang Hua's head.

"Don't dare." Jiang Hua stuck out his tongue.

Wang Qian took Jiang Hua's hand: "During the Spring Festival, your dad can play for a while if he wants to. It's okay to play cards for a year's holiday."

Well, parents have said so, what else can Jiang Hua do?

After all, in the concept of Chinese people, playing mahjong with friends and relatives is not considered gambling. Who dares to say that relatives and friends won't get together to play two cards during Chinese New Year? This is something that people don't raise officials and don't investigate. If it is necessary to go online, then it can be said to gather crowds to gamble. But it really did, arresting the whole family at the holiday party. I'm afraid not many people in the society will applaud this matter, and few people will say that the police enforce the law impartially.

Moreover, the Sichuan-Chongqing area is originally an area where mahjong is popular. If you really use the mahjong gathering between friends as a gambling, more than half of the tens of millions of people in the Sichuan-Chongqing area will be thrown into the police station. Even many government officials and police officers will be arrested together. Who can guarantee that the chief of the Public Security Bureau will not play two small mahjong when gathering with relatives and friends in private?

So Jiang Hua can only pretend that he didn't see it. Anyway, there are so many wins and losses, Zhang Tong can still afford a few thousand yuan, after all, he still has 1,792,000 yuan in his management. If you really lose one or two thousand yuan later, let Zhang Tong use his private money to post it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hua was relieved. She grabbed her parents' arms from left to right and laughed, "Let's go and see what's delicious."

Jiang Aijun patted Jiang Hua's head dotingly: "Do you want to eat spicy lobster?"

"I like it the most! Huh? No, isn't the crayfish not on the market?" Jiang Hua was a little puzzled.

Wang Qi laughed and said, "Silly girl. Your dad knows you like spicy crayfish. Now that the crayfish is not on the market, he went to the seafood market to buy some big Australian lobsters. We will use the big lobsters to make spicy lobster later." .”

"Is this okay too?"

"Of course, my daughter can eat whatever she likes!"

While Jianghua's family was enjoying the family happiness, Zhang Tong, who was sitting on the mahjong table over there, felt that his sweat was about to stay.

The man opposite him who looks like Maitreya Buddha is called Huo Ying. He should be Jiang Aijun's comrade-in-arms and Jiang Hua's elder. Smiling, he spent a few minutes explaining to himself how to play Chuan Ma's bloody battle to the end. But Zhang Tong doesn't know how to play mahjong at all. No, it cannot be said that there is no way at all, it should be said that there is still a little bit of basic knowledge. Know the basics and card types of mahjong.

But Zhang Tong has basically never played mahjong in actual combat, that is, when he was a child, he stood beside his parents and watched them play mahjong with their friends.

Zhang Tong, who lacked actual combat experience, felt like he was listening to a scripture while listening to Chuan Ma's explanation. It seems that I didn't understand it at all! But a middle-aged man with a thick gold chain next to him kept urging: "Hurry up, hurry up. It's such a simple mahjong, and it takes so long."

He didn't care whether Zhang Tong understood or not while he was talking, he directly activated the automatic shuffling and building function of the mahjong machine. When the white mahjong tiles were neatly stacked into four Great Walls, Zhang Tong felt that he really had to bite the bullet.

Because I can't escape at this time, I can shirk and say no to play, right?

Although Jiang Hua's father, Jiang Aijun, was too forthright and directly captured himself as a strong man and threw him on the poker table, he could say no. But would Jiang Aijun and his comrade-in-arms lose face if they refused like this?

If it is an outsider, it will be scanned if it is scanned, Zhang Tong doesn't care. But Jiang Aijun is Jiang Hua's father. I still have to give this face to myself. And everyone said: If you win, it's Zhang Tong's, if you lose, it's Jiang Aijun's. It's all said and done, isn't it interesting enough? If you want to shirk it, you will feel shameless.

But that's what it says, but things can't be done that way. Zhang Tong felt that he couldn't take Jiang Aijun's words seriously. Because if this is the case, I will lose all of Jiang Aijun's chips. Is this really okay?

So, there are three kinds of relationships that are most difficult to handle in this world: between husband and wife, between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and between sisters-in-law.

I am still pursuing Jiang Hua, and they all say that my daughter is my father's lover in his previous life. Dad usually dotes on his daughter very much. If he can't manage his relationship with Jiang Aijun well, then there will be many twists and turns in his relationship with Jiang Hua.

So it seems a very simple game of mahjong, but in fact Zhang Tong feels that there are many subtle things in it.

"Xiao Zhang, hurry up and play. It's your turn." The uncle with the big gold chain urged impatiently: "Why do the elders play cards as hard as girls do?"

"Thirty thousand." Zhang Tong played a card that he couldn't use.

"It's made up."

"Hey, I made up too."

"What a coincidence, I'm with Thirty Thousand too!"

Zhang Tong's face changed, what's going on? How could it still be a one-shot, three-shot situation? !

"Be obedient and pay your money, boy." The man with the big thick gold chain laughed, but his laugh was too scary. Because there is a long scar on his face, he looks particularly ferocious when he smiles.

Zhang Tong had no choice but to obediently take out chips from Jiang Aijun's drawer and give them to the three of them. This mahjong does not play cash, but instead uses chips, and finally converts the chips into money. Zhang Tong just lost more than 500 in the first hand.

After that, the result of the second hand was similar, as if the three people on the opposite side had colluded to make cards. He didn't draw the cards that he could draw himself, so he just waited for himself to fire the cannon.

And the uncle next to him with a big gold chain was talking trash while playing cards.

"Hey, do you know how to play? What is the 4D at the beginning? You have to play the cards first, and you will not regret it if you play North first, and you will not lose money if you play South first."

As a result, Zhang Tong played the cards, and he made a draw.

After winning, the uncle still muttered: "Don't be depressed, boy. You must know that the first to win is the paper, and the second to win is the money. If you are fat first, you will not be fat, and then you will be fat."

When Zhang Tong lost three games in a row, and Jiang Aijun lost almost 1,000 yuan in chips, the old man began to mutter again: "If you sit north and face south, the more you fight, the harder it is."

After two more rounds, everyone wanted to switch positions. Instead of facing south, Zhang Tong sat facing north instead.

This old man came again: "Sit south and face north, the more you hit, the more you back."

Does Zhang Tong think he has fallen into a trap? What he originally wanted to play well was to play with his elders. As a result, this guy kept talking this kind of trash, and he kept losing money at the poker table. To be honest, if some people have a bad temper, they might turn their faces and curse after four or five blows. This is quite normal at the poker table, because people who keep losing money must have a bad temper and mentality, and their mentality will explode.

"I want to play cards and make a fortune. Kid, you are still young. Uncle, I will teach you how to play cards." Uncle Da Jinlian was perfectly in front of a character who released and attracted hatred. This Zhang Tong fired again.

After these few bets, Zhang Tong found that Jiang Aijun's chips were almost bottomed out. And he could tell that the three of them must have played cards together. They must have some code, but they didn't find it. So the loser is himself.

Zhang Tong's face changed.

And the man who looked like Maitreya Buddha winked at the two comrades-in-arms, meaning: Look, this kid can't hold back any longer. See if he's going to lose his temper or something.

Zhang Tong thought to himself: All right, I didn't want to do this at first. But the cards are played like this, it is impossible not to cheat.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tong raised his head and smiled at the three of them: "Everyone, let's start."

The three of them were a little surprised, this kid has a good bearing. After losing so much money and being ridiculed by the big gold chain for so long, I still can't lose my temper now. Is it because he has a good temper, or is he well-mannered enough? It's interesting.

But is it because all the money lost was Jiang Aijun's money, so it doesn't hurt that this kid sells his father's land? Hmm, going to try again.

This time it was Zhang Tong who took the dealership. After playing so many hands, he had already figured out the rules and numbers of Chuanmahe cards.

The mahjong machine was automatically shuffling the cards, and Zhang Tong sighed inwardly: I didn't want to be so despicable and shameless, but now I can't be shameless.

With this hand of cards, the three middle-aged uncles still wanted to make a hand against Zhang Tong. However, after Zhang Tong grabbed the first card, he directly pushed the card: "The upper hand wins, Tianhe. Everyone pay your money." Zhang Tong looked at the three of them with a smile, and he was already planning to blow the horn of counterattack. Still want to make cards? Do it, if I can't fight, I will keep fighting the sky and the earth to make up.

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