What the hell?
Zhuang Zhou was a little confused.
Could it be that Ural also knows how to play cards?
"Brother Zhuang, what's wrong?"
Seeing that Zhuang Zhou had a strange expression, Ma Changbo couldn't help but ask.
"nothing!"
As Zhuang Zhou spoke, he took out the Ural from his bag.
Ma Changbo took a look and saw that it was a little turtle. He laughed and said:
"Brother Zhuang, you still believe this!
I've also heard people say that when playing cards, if you have a lucky turtle, you can be invincible.
But that was the time I lost the most miserably!"
There is indeed such a saying in Las Vegas.
The turtle brings good luck.
When playing cards, keep a turtle next to you as a mascot.
In Ma Changbo's opinion, Zhuang Zhou naturally had this in mind.
“But Brother Zhuang, your turtle is too small!
Do you mind if I take a look?"
"sure!"
Zhuang Zhou smiled faintly and handed the Ural over.
Ma Changbo looked at it carefully for a while and found that it was just an extremely ordinary little turtle.
Moreover, it was obvious that he had not woken up yet.
"You little turtle look listless, you don't seem to be doing well!"
But everyone has their own habits.
Ma Changbo didn't say much and returned the little turtle to Zhuang Zhou.
Seeing that Zhuang Zhou had lost all his chips, he gave him another 5,000.
"Brother Zhuang, if you don't want to play this, you can go play something else.
Things like roulette and betting on big and small are much simpler."
Zhuang Zhou thought about it and agreed.
Anyway, I'm just here for a visit.
I didn't think about making money.
Besides, he doesn’t even understand the rules of dealing cards.
Or go and look around and see something else.
"Okay, I'll go look around by myself and call you later."
After saying that, Zhuang Zhou took the remaining 5,000 chips and walked around.
He came over to a roulette game in progress.
Watching the people at the gambling table placing their bets nervously, the dealer spun the roulette wheel with a smile.
Zhuang Zhou observed for a while and felt that this one was relatively simple, at least the rules were easy to understand.
He decided to give it a try.
The dealer noticed that Zhuang Zhou had been watching for a long time, and smiled and invited him to join the game.
"Sir, would you like to try your luck?"
Zhuang Zhou nodded, took out a thousand chips and placed them on a number on the roulette wheel.
After observing for a while, he felt that this was the most likely number.
The roulette wheel began to spin and people held their breath, waiting for the result.
final.
The roulette wheel stopped, and the number Zhuang Zhou bet on happened to be the winner.
"You can, sir!
This first chip is doubled!"
Zhuang Zhou was also a little excited. He actually won double the chips in the first round.
The banker looked at Zhuang Zhou with a smile:
"It seems you're lucky, would you like to try again?"
Zhuang Zhou nodded, and he was more confident this time.
He placed his bet again and the wheel spun again.
However.
This time he was not so lucky and the number he bet on did not appear.
Then we played a few more games.
But generally speaking, it all depends on luck.
Win less and lose more.
In the end, Zhuang Zhou only had 500 chips left.
I have to say, this thing is really fascinating.
After winning, I want to win more.
But after losing, I really want to win it back.
This starts to make people become distorted psychologically.
Zhuang Zhou was just in the mood for fun.
I was going to lose the remaining 500 chips and stop playing.
After walking around for a while, Zhuang Zhou came to a dice table.
The dealer is a blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigner.
There were quite a few people gathered around the table.
Don’t mention it, this kind of game of size is much easier.
Zhuang Zhou was ready to call it a day.
“Size is up to you, buy and hold on!!!”
Then many people started to bet big or small.
Zhuang Zhou watched a few rounds and found that the dealer could accurately control the points in each round to win more and lose less.
Many players eventually lost all their chips.
Then someone else came in.
Why did Zhuang Zhou feel that there was something wrong with this thing?
Is there really a con man?
Or a master at rolling the dice?
"Sir, would you like to play a game?"
Oh!
I didn't expect that this foreigner could speak such authentic Mandarin.
"OK!"
Zhuang Zhou smiled and said:
"But I only have 500 chips left, don't you mind?"
"Any amount is fine."
After that, he started shouting again:
"Size is up to you, buy and hold!"
Just then.
Ural typed the message onto Zhuang Zhou's retina:
"Master, can I take the bet this time?"
Since it was the last one anyway, Zhuang Zhou simply let Ural try.
Soon the dice fell.
Everyone started betting on the size.
Ural hit an 11 point.
Zhuang Zhou has already understood the rules, 4 to 10 points is small.
11 to 17 o'clock is the best time.
So now the 11 points given by Ural should be bet on the big one.
Zhuang Zhou didn't think much about it and just bet big.
"Little brother, I just opened five big ones in a row, this one must be small."
Someone was persuading Zhuang Zhou.
But Zhuang Zhou just smiled lightly and didn't say much.
Then he put the chips on the big one.
Although Zhuang Zhou didn't know whether it would open big or small.
But he really wanted to try Ural's turtle spirit.
Then, the lid opens.
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