Hu Yitong waved at him: "Come, come, come over to my place and you'll know."
Hu Guiyuan followed him upstairs, confused.
The two large flats they bought happened to be one top floor and one second floor. Both were fully decorated, with basic appliances and furniture, and were ready for move-in.
It has been more than a month since school started, and Hu Guiyuan has been living in the school dormitory, only coming here occasionally on weekends. He also suggested to Hu Yitong that the house is so big, and they are both men, so they can just take one house and rent out the other one. I heard that the rent here is quite high.
But Hu Yitong disagreed, and argued, "It's not like I can't afford to live here. Why not make myself a little more comfortable within my means? Besides, our living habits are very different. You young people like to sleep in, sweat a lot, and throw things around. You're not very hygienic. Well, forget it, it's best for us to live separately so we don't affect each other."
Hu Guiyuan sniffed his collar and sleeves. Nothing at all? Why did his father look so disgusted? Who wasn't a rough old man?
He had only visited the upstairs house once on the day he looked at the house. The layout was the same, except that it had an extra staircase leading to the rooftop compared to the downstairs house.
When Hu Yitong opened the door, he realized how different this place was from the one downstairs. It was indeed cleaner than his own place, but it was a bit too spacious.
"Dad, where are the original furniture? And why are the walls painted light gray?" Hu Guiyuan looked around and found fault everywhere, but Hu Yitong turned a deaf ear to him and replied with a sentence that choked him back: "It's my home, I'm happy with it."
Hu Guiyuan stopped talking helplessly and asked his father, "What did you ask me to come up to see? To see the decoration you went to such great lengths to renovate the place? Have you been free lately?"
Hu Yitong ignored the chatterbox and led him inside. He pushed open a door and saw more than a dozen computers in the room.
Hu Guiyuan was extremely surprised: "What? Opening an Internet cafe with your family? How can there be business?"
Hu Yitong said angrily, "What's the point of opening an internet cafe? You have no sense at all. This is called a home computer room. Didn't you ask me where I make my money? I make it from here."
Hu Guiyuan: "Earned money online?" He looked Hu Yitong up and down, not hiding his suspicion. After all, there are not many young people who know computers these days, not to mention his father who has a low level of education.
Hu Yitong seemed to know what he was thinking: "Of course your father, that loser, doesn't know these things, but I am..."
"Even if you are really my grandfather, I don't believe it. My father can't do it, so how can my grandfather do it?"
Hu Yitong shook his head. "You look quite smart, kid. Why are you so stubborn? You need to be able to think outside the box. Think about it, where did your grandfather come from?"
Hu Guiyuan rolled his eyes and thought for a while, then stretched out his right index finger and pointed downwards.
Hu Yitong: "That's right, there are all kinds of talented people down there, it's easy to learn anything."
Hu Guiyuan was skeptical. Was it true? "Then show me how to operate it. Do you know how to type? Forget about the two-finger Zen."
Hu Yitong was unhappy. "Is the two-finger Zen technique even reasonable?" he asked. "I want you to learn something from this."
He sat down in front of a computer, opened a webpage, and began to flip through the pages with his fingers, performing a dazzling series of operations that looked quite realistic. When he finished, he smiled at Hu Guiyuan with a smug look on his face, raising his chin, as if to say: How's that?
Hu Guiyuan: "What is this? I don't understand it at all. Are you pressing it randomly?"
In 1995, the Internet had just begun to become popular in major Chinese cities, and Internet cafes began to pop up like mushrooms after rain that year. However, Hu Guiyuan, who was just a freshman in college, had not had the opportunity to take this course and naturally looked confused.
Hu Yitong had to start with the basics, and the lecture lasted until dark. Hu Guiyuan was so engrossed in his studies that he didn't even feel hungry. He could choose not to eat, but Hu Yitong was unwilling to do so. He said he wanted to eat first and talk about other things after that.
The two of them went downstairs to eat and then came up and sat on the sofa. Hu Yitong said he wanted to explain to him in detail how he got the more than one million yuan for buying the house.
"Our Hu family does have a secret gambling technique, I'm not lying to you.
It's a pity that your grandfather died early and didn't have time to pass anything on to your father, so this craft was lost in your father's generation.
This was also related to the national conditions at the time. The state had issued a clear ban on gambling in groups, but in reality, those people were at best gamblers or gamblers, not even gamblers, and their gambling was all of the lowest class."
As he spoke, he took out a sieve and six sieves from the drawer of the coffee table. The six sieves were lined up on the coffee table. He took the sieve in his right hand and with a swish, all the sieves went into the sieve.
He asked Hu Guiyuan: "How many points do you want?"
"What...what?" Hu Guiyuan didn't understand. What did he want to order? How many more?
Hu Yitong frowned: "You've never played mahjong? Don't you know what a sieve is?" Then this lesson will have to go on until the middle of the night?
Hu Guiyuan: "Oh, I see. It's the sieves you just put on the coffee table. You asked me how many points I want to shake out? Can this thing be controlled?"
Hu Yitong nodded. "Yes, the sieve is in my hand. I can shake out as many dots as I want. How many dots do you want?"
Hu Guiyuan swallowed his saliva and said, "Three o'clock."
"Okay, I'll give you six three-point shakes." The sieve shook for a while, and finally landed steadily on the coffee table. Hu Yitong let go of his hand and signaled Hu Guiyuan: "Uncover it."
......
Sure enough, six three o'clock.
After that, he tried many number combinations, but no matter what number he wanted, as long as it was between 1 and 6, he would get the number he wanted.
Afterwards, Hu Yitong took out another deck of cards and shuffled them into a pattern in his hands. He wiped the cards on the table to make a slope and asked Hu Guiyuan, "How many do you want?"
Hu Guiyuan: "8 of Clubs." Hu Yitong immediately pulled out the 8 of Clubs and showed it to him.
After trying a few more times and finding no mistakes, Hu Guiyuan, unconvinced, grabbed the deck and said, "Let me shuffle the cards."
It didn't matter who shuffled the cards, they were dealt whatever they wanted. In the last hand, Hu Guiyuan quietly hid a 6 of spades and then indicated he wanted the 6 of spades.
Hehe, I put it away and see how you change.
As a result, Hu Yitong drew a 6 of spades for him without blinking.
Hu Guiyuan jumped to his feet, a look of horror on his face. "This isn't logical!" The six of spades he had hidden was still there. "How can there be two sixes of spades in a deck? You hid your cards beforehand!"
Hu Yitong smiled slightly, first showing him the empty palms and backs of his hands, indicating that he had nothing in his hands. Then he picked up a random stack of cards on the table, about eight or nine cards, and showed them to Hu Guiyuan, "Did you see it clearly?"
Hu Guiyuan stared intently and nodded.
The cards turned once, and when they came back, there were eight or nine cards in the hand, all of which were sixes of spades.
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