Because there wasn't enough food, Boss Zhu, who was constantly cursing others in his mind, was so engrossed in the delicious food that he didn't notice the changes in some of the gamblers who were nearby.
At table number 12, a middle-aged woman took out a small box from her bosom; inside was her last remaining possessions.
"We can win, we can win."
The woman, who had already lost all night, was still determined to win just once.
She firmly believes that she can turn things around with just one chance.
At the gambling table, there were many others in the same situation as her, all of whom were willing to bet their entire fortune.
"Come on, place your order now!"
The dealer, with a smile on his face, controlled the game, his eyes sweeping over the gamblers at the table, urging them on, his eyes hiding a deep indifference.
They see this every day.
Countless people have lost their families and homes in this gambling den, but he doesn't care.
What he had to do was empty these people's pockets and then lend them a helping hand when they were desperate.
Those people thought that salvation and hope awaited them.
In reality, it was a deeper and darker hell.
Hehehe!
"I'll bet big!"
"Small, it must be small."
"Which one, which one... God help me, I must buy the right one."
Many people were muttering incoherently and betting all their money. Under their influence, more and more people lost their composure.
The thrill and the frenzy transformed into the strongest chains, firmly binding these gamblers.
The woman's hand holding the box trembled slightly, her eyes were bloodshot, and her gaze at the dice was extremely fierce.
Just as she was about to stake her last possessions, Manager Zhu happened to walk past her carrying a skewer of food.
A wisp of human smoke drifted away and touched the woman's hideous face.
The fragrance was so strong, yet it felt like a gentle breeze, soothing her feverish mind.
She instantly regained her senses.
The woman, staring wide-eyed at her surroundings, looked somewhat bewildered and at a loss.
"how so?"
She spoke softly, glancing at the irrational crowd around her, and gasped.
Her husband was seriously injured in a magical battle and is now lying in bed on the verge of death. To cure him, she would have to spend a lot of money to buy special elixirs.
However, the two of them didn't have enough money.
She asked many people but couldn't raise enough money. In desperation, she suddenly heard an acquaintance boasting about how many spirit stones he had won in the casino.
Therefore, a glimmer of hope arose in her heart.
Go gamble.
As long as I win a big hand, I won't have to worry about my husband's injury.
With this in mind, she came to this casino. At first, she was able to remain calm and observe, and she only placed very small bets.
They won a few times.
I have a lot more money now.
If she wins a few more times, she will achieve her goal.
With this expectation in mind, she placed another bet.
And then...
The woman was pushed.
"Are you going to place a bet or not? If not, get lost and don't get in my way."
The ruddy-faced man lashed out at the woman in a violent tone, while those around him ignored him.
Yes, and then, just like these people, she started by earning a little money, but in the end, she gambled for the sake of gambling, even risking her husband's medical expenses.
He was completely out of control, forgetting that there were people waiting for him at home.
Now, even the last valuable thing she owns has been taken out.
She almost lost everything.
Fortunately, she regained consciousness.
The woman pursed her lips, her expression one of fear and apprehension as she retreated from the gambling table.
She minimized her presence and quietly withdrew.
She didn't notice that, in the area where Manager Zhu passed by, some gamblers, like her, were beginning to sober up.
The woman's heart only calmed down slightly when she stepped out of the casino.
"fortunately……"
She was thinking.
The thing in her arms was still there; with this, she and her husband wouldn't have to resort to desperate measures.
Thinking of her husband, the woman was extremely anxious.
She wanted to get back quickly, and when she turned around, she saw the skewers stall.
A fragrant aroma wafted over, its intense scent, like the blazing summer sun, filling the woman's nostrils and instantly clearing her still somewhat dazed mind.
That's the smell.
It was this fragrance that brought her back to her senses when she was deeply engrossed in gambling.
"Night-blooming jasmine skewers, delicious and not too spicy, want to try some?"
The woman's eyes were too complicated for Lu Wu to understand; she was just trying to attract customers.
"Then... I'll have a vegetarian skewer."
The woman had never eaten skewers before, but faced with the life-saving grace, simply buying a few skewers was far from enough to repay the debt.
Unfortunately, she is currently short of money.
These ten spirit stones were her deepest expression of gratitude.
"Okay, just a moment."
Lu Wu withdrew his gaze from the woman's haggard face.
She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the customers in the casino were all a bit strange.
There was a fool drooling in front of him, and a woman whose face looked completely empty behind him.
But what does this have to do with her, a small stall owner?
Lu Wu, who was focused on selling skewers, put the three kinds of vegetables chosen by the woman into the clear broth pot.
"Would you like something spicy?"
Lu Wu asked.
"No."
She prefers milder flavors, and she wanted to take these skewers back for her husband to try.
In the woman's heart now, Lu Wu is her benefactor and her god.
Perhaps after eating the skewers made by the nobleman, her husband's injury might take a turn for the better.
The shiitake mushrooms, which are already naturally flavorful, are elevated to another level after being cooked in broth. The potato slices, which everyone loves, gleam with an enticing golden sheen, and the emerald green kelp is visibly refreshing.
Under the lamplight, steam rises and aromas fill the air.
Lu Wu's movements resembled a series of fluid ink paintings, pleasing to the eye.
As the cold wind blew, the woman breathed on her face, and the ashen color gradually faded.
She took the skewers Lu Wu handed her and smiled at him.
"Thank you, young boss."
This sentence is utterly sincere.
Lu Wu scratched his head, looking at the woman's relieved back with a puzzled expression.
Lu Wu was happy that the mission progressed a little.
Just when Lu Wu thought he would have to endure the cold wind again, the gambling den's doors opened once more.
Several gamblers came out.
Their steps were unsteady, and their faces were pale.
For a moment, Lu Wu thought he had returned to Yanliu Street, or perhaps this casino offered some kind of special service.
The solemn expressions on these people made Lu Wu afraid to shout, lest he be beaten.
But after looking at each other for a while, the group of people walked towards him.
"boss……"
A young man looked at Lu Wu's youthful face, wanting to ask something, but stopped himself when faced with Lu Wu's questioning gaze.
The same applies to the rest of the people.
Each of them seemed to have encountered something too embarrassing to talk about.
In the end, all the words in the world boiled down to one sentence: "Boss, a few skewers, please!"
With her business booming all at once, Lu Wu didn't have time to analyze these people's changing thoughts. She quickly picked up the skewers they had chosen and put them into different soup bases.
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