There were seven or eight people sitting at the table, and there were two piles of money on the small table, which looked like there were about three hundred yuan.

"Big or small, how much do you want to bet on?" An old man in his fifties, who was sitting in the innermost part, asked with a smile, holding a dice cup in his hand.

Old Man Guan glanced at the dice cup and smiled, "I haven't played it before either. What are you betting on?"

"The old man bet on small, and he has had three big bets in a row, so this time it will definitely be small." A sturdy man was sitting next to him, staring at the money on the table. He had already lost more than a hundred yuan, and this time he bet all the remaining thirty yuan on small. If he lost, he would not even have money for food.

"The old man bet on big, so it will definitely be a big bet this time," someone nearby said happily. He also bet on big last time and made ten cents.

The old man inside looked at Old Man Guan and advised, "Brother, this game depends entirely on luck. Why don't you give it a try?"

"How do you divide the winnings?"

The old man took the opportunity to explain to the people who came later, "If you bet on big and win, the money from the small bet will be divided among the winners in proportion. We don't have a banker here, and we play one hand at a time. We agreed in advance that everyone comes from all over the world, and playing is voluntary. No one gets angry whether they win or lose."

Old Man Guan nodded, rummaged in his arms for a long time, took out a bag, took out ten yuan from it, thought for a while, took out another thirty yuan, and then put the bag back into his arms.

The old man exchanged glances with the middle-aged man standing next to Guan Laotou and asked, "Brother, which one do you bet on?"

Old Man Guan hesitated for a moment and put his money on the side of betting on small. "I bet on small, if I win, I will win more."

Zhao Xiaochuan took out ten yuan from his pocket and followed Guan Laotou to bet on the little one.

"Is there anyone else who wants to bet? This round is about to start," the old man shouted.

"Open! Open!" a group of people cheered.

Those who came later were mainly there to watch the fun and had no intention of placing any bets.

The old man shook the dice cup a few times and put it on the table with a bang.

Everyone stared intently, waiting for the old man to open the lid.

The strong man was covered in sweat in the middle of winter, and the sweat was flowing down like water.

The old man looked at these people with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"Open!" the old man shouted.

"Ouch!" everyone exclaimed.

The sturdy man jumped up excitedly and said, "I said it would be a small one!"

The dice turned out to be a small one, and the strong man finally saw his return.

Old man Guan's face was filled with excitement, but he was actually very calm in his heart. These people were eyeing the bag in his arms, so how could he not be given some benefits?

The smaller bettor got his principal back, Old Man Guan got another 100, and Zhao Xiaochuan got 40.

Zhao Xiaochuan's eyes sparkled. He earned forty dollars in just one minute. The money came too quickly.

"Brother, you are so lucky! No matter what you bet on this time, I will follow yours." The little old man looked at old man Guan with a smile.

"I have been lucky in my life, look at me now~~" Old man Guan was very proud.

Old Man Guan and Zhao Xiaochuan made another bet. Old Man Guan won over a hundred again, and Zhao Xiaochuan won ten.

When he was about to put down the 100 yuan on the third try, he suddenly covered his stomach and said, "Fuck, my stomach hurts. Wait a minute, wait a minute, I need to go to the toilet."

The old man looked at Guan suspiciously, "Brother, did you have a stomachache?"

"Maybe. The buns I brought from home have a bit of smell. I thought it's okay, but as I get older my butt becomes loose and I can't do anything well. I'm going to the toilet first. You guys wait for me! With my luck, I'm sure to win a thousand or eight hundred!" Old Man Guan held his stomach and squeezed out.

Halfway through the run, "Grandson, get me some paper, I don't have any in my pocket"

Zhao Xiaochuan was just thinking about how to get out of this situation when he heard Old Man Guan shouting. He immediately asked the people around him, "Does anyone have some paper to lend me? I'll go back and get it back later."