Chapter 238: Ten Thousand Taels of Gold
The first floor of Xiaoyaofang is bustling with activity.
The private room on the second floor is busy.
The third floor is quiet.
In the private room on the third floor, a thin, middle-aged man with a pale complexion sat by the window, his eyes occasionally drifting towards the gambling table downstairs.
The boss of Xiaoyaofang, ten thousand taels of gold.
His name sounds rich and noble, like a fat rich man who eats delicacies from land and sea every day.
He did eat a lot of delicacies every day, and each meal was quite large, but he just wouldn't gain weight. He was as skinny as the thin firewood used to burn on the stove.
Wan Liang Jin glanced downstairs and asked, "Is this little girl's first time here?"
The servant beside him said, "Yes, no one here has seen her."
"I gambled dozens of times and only lost once."
Wan Liangjin smiled and picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip. The hands holding the teacup were like two white bone claws wrapped in skin.
"Interesting."
The teacup was opened, and inside was not tea, but sweet soup.
The tea in Xiaoyaofang is very good, but he would not drink it even if it cost him ten thousand taels of gold. He already had insomnia due to lack of sleep, and drinking tea would make it even harder to sleep.
The doctor said that he was too worried and therefore could not maintain a healthy body.
When Wan Liang Jin was young, he was very hardworking and could stay up for three nights in the casino without a sleepless night. But now he is in his forties and pays more attention to health. He wants to live a few more years so that he can earn and spend more money.
He hasn't been to the gambling table for a long time and has just retreated behind the scenes to be a boss, but he still likes to watch others gamble in his spare time.
Watch the excitement at the moment the pot is opened, and see those gamblers go from cautious to crazy, from great joy to great sorrow.
It’s much better than the plays in the theater.
When Su Zhizhi and the others just sat down at the gambling table, Wan Liangjin noticed them.
Although Xiaoyaofang is crowded with people every day, there are few children around ten years old.
Wan Liang Jinben only glanced at it out of curiosity, but then he found that the little girl was winning without stopping. She won whatever she bet on. Her luck was extraordinary.
Later, King Murong Qi of Chu came and sat with Murong Ming and He Wenhan, without even looking at the ten thousand taels of gold.
In his eyes, a noble person is nothing more than a bigger wallet.
What surprised him was that the King of Chu did not gamble today, but lent the money to Murong Ming and He Wenhan for gambling.
"The King of Chu took out five thousand taels and exchanged them for chips." said the servant.
"What if I borrow five thousand taels?" Wan Liang Jin shook his head and snorted, "Those two brats have already lost their composure. Even if it's fifty thousand taels, they'll still lose."
"She's not as good as the little girl across the street who keeps winning. She has a calm face and is very composed. She doesn't get complacent even after winning."
As Wan Liangjin spoke, he watched as the chips in front of Murong Ming and He Wenhan gradually dwindled, as expected.
When Murong Ming had so few chips in his hand that he could hold them with one hand, Wan Liang Jin's tone suddenly became stern:
"How many times in a row did Kuaishou Zhao's table come up with 'big'?"
The servant also looked surprised: "That's already twenty in a row."
"Twenty." Wan Liangjin put down the teacup with a subtle look in his eyes.
Very few people can win twenty games in a row.
Even fewer people can bet on "big" twenty times in a row and win.
"Is this girl lucky, or is someone tampering with her right under my nose? If this is still a 'big', bring Quick Hand Zhao up here."
Wan Liangjin doesn't like people playing tricks in front of him.
If anyone dares to cheat or embezzle his money without his permission, he will let them know the consequences.
The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became solemn.
Wan Liang Jin's eyes were like an eagle's beak, biting Kuai Shou Zhao's wrist tightly.
Wan Liangjin was not the only one staring at Kuaishou Zhao. People downstairs at the gambling table were also staring at him.
Kuaishou Zhao was still shaking the dice with an expressionless face, but beads of sweat had already seeped out of his forehead and his palms were a little wet.
He has been rolling the dice here every day for seven or eight years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.
It’s already twenty “big” ones.
He glanced at the young lady at the table who had been winning money. In the past twenty rounds, the chips in her hand had increased several times, and in the blink of an eye, she had won tens of thousands of taels.
If he hadn't rolled the dice himself, he would have suspected something was fishy.
If this time he wins again, he will definitely be targeted by his boss.
The sweat beads on Kuaishou Zhao's head slid down.
This time, he shook it for a while.
Su Zhizhi rubbed her eyes and yawned.
She did not forget her original intention and remembered that she came here to lose money, but she felt a little annoyed by sitting there motionless.
There was nothing interesting about gambling; everyone just excitedly pushed a few discs around on the table.
After sitting for more than an hour, her butt was numb. She wanted to go out and play instead of sitting here.
Su Zhizhi was a little distracted.
Murong Ming and He Wenhan, who were sitting at the other end of the gambling table, were completely the opposite.
Their eyes were red as they stared at the dice cup on the table.
The five thousand taels of chips were lost unknowingly, and this time they bet five hundred taels.
It's the last money they have.
They just couldn't believe it. How could they not be able to beat Su Zhizhi at the gambling table?
It's obvious that this competition is not about writing or practicing martial arts, but about their favorite cockfighting and dog gambling!
When watching Kuaishou Zhao shaking the dice, Murong Ming's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, so fast that a piece of his heart seemed to jump out of his mouth.
The dice cup dropped heavily, and the whole place fell silent, everyone holding their breath.
Quick-handed Zhao slowly opened the lid of the cup with trembling hands.
Murong Ming and He Wenhan's breathing almost stopped, and their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Seventeen o'clock, big!"
Kuaishou Zhao was sweating profusely.
The last bargaining chip in front of Murong Ming and He Wenhan disappeared from sight.
"How is that possible?"
He Wenhan's face turned pale, and his legs went weak belatedly.
They lost more than five thousand taels of silver, and he couldn't fill the hole. If his grandfather knew...
He Wenhan didn't dare to think further.
Murong Ming's face turned purple and he suddenly roared in anger:
"You guys are cheating! You must have done something to cause this!"
"She can't possibly win consecutively!"
"Su Zhizhi, you're lying! You guys are in collusion!"
He kicked the chair behind him hard, then turned around and tried to overturn the table.
But there were too many people's hands pressing on the table, so he couldn't lift it.
The scene was chaotic for a while.
Just at this moment, the stewards of the He family and the Wang Mansion arrived one after another, bringing more than a dozen people with them:
"The master has ordered that you please return quickly."
"Sir, I am here on the orders of the Prince and Princess to take you back."
Murong Ming looked at the situation and knew that if he returned home, it would be all over.
He wanted to run, but where could he run?
The people brought by the housekeeper worked together to forcibly drag Murong Ming and He Wenhan out and stuffed them into the carriage outside the door.
Murong Qi, who had just been watching the show, also walked out leisurely:
"Wait."
The two stewards looked back and saluted quickly:
"Your Highness the Prince of Chu."
Murong Ming thought Murong Qi wanted to help him, but Murong Qi said:
"When you return home, remember to report to your master that they owe me five thousand taels of silver. Remember to pay it back within three days."
Murong Ming: ...
Murong Qi got on the carriage and left leisurely.
Three nobles and several servants left Xiaoyaofang at once, making the place seem less crowded, but still as lively as ever.
Su Zhizhi is still winning money, winning the gamblers' money and the banker's money.
There were originally only ten thousand taels of chips in her box, but now they have piled up into a small mountain, multiplied several times.
Su Zhizhi couldn't bear it anymore.
Hao Ren couldn't bear it any longer. He couldn't even say the word "patience" to Zhizhi at this moment.
He brought Zhizhi here to lose money. On the one hand, Xiaoyaofang was part of his plan. On the other hand, he wanted to take this opportunity to let Zhizhi see the horror of gambling and not be blinded by the illusion of winning money.
But if Zhizhi continues to play like this, he will become rich!
No, no.
"Zhizhi, come down, Dad will take over." Hao Ren pulled Su Zhizhi up.
Su Zhizhi agreed without hesitation: "Dad, I leave it to you."
The gambling table is still the same, but the dealer has changed.
Kuaishou Zhao was taken upstairs in the chaos just now, and now it is someone else shaking the dice.
Hao Ren casually placed a handful of chips on "Small", and then the dice cup showed fifteen, which was "Big".
Hao Ren lost the money smoothly.
I bet one hundred taels and lost.
I bet one thousand taels and lost.
I bet ten thousand taels and lost.
…
Next, Hao Ren bet big and lost more than he won.
The people around watched helplessly as Hao Ren lost the "hill" that Su Zhizhi had just won and turned it into a "plain".
They all felt heartbroken watching it!
If I had stopped earlier, I could have earned tens of thousands of taels and taken home.
Some old gamblers couldn't help but curse:
"You idiot, do you have any brains left? You've just ruined the empire your daughter built for you."
"What a loser! Such a loser!"
Amidst the curses and regrets, Hao Ren calmly and nonchalantly handed out all the money he had.
Not only did he lose all the money in the box, but he also owed the gambling house 50,000 taels.
Adding what Su Zhizhi had won before, the total loss was about 130,000 taels.
Hao Ren tilted his head, finally able to speak earnestly to Su Zhizhi:
"Have you seen the horror of gambling?"
"I saw it. Dad, you will be scolded by mom when you go home." Su Zhizhi sighed.
Instead, the gamblers around gasped, having witnessed a ghost story with their own eyes.
It’s terrible, really terrible!
They must learn from their mistakes and quit while they are ahead!
The gambling house manager came downstairs at this time, with a respectful smile on his face, bowed in front of Hao Ren and said:
"Boss Hao, our host has prepared some wine and food. Please come upstairs and have a chat."
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