"knew."
"If you like playing, you should learn more skills. Otherwise, if you lose money, you will feel very unhappy. I'm giving you a heads-up in advance. If you lose today, don't blame me."
"Even though I'm not very good at playing, I can afford it. If I lose money, I won't blame anyone."
I thought to myself, how much I win depends on my mood. Don't think that just because you're pretty, I won't cheat you.
Two people made 80 dumplings.
"I'll eat 20, you'll eat 60."
It seems that Lin Chan wants to break me.
But I agreed without hesitation, okay.
"Young man, it's a good thing to have a big appetite."
Lin Chan first prepared three dishes, two meat dishes and one vegetable dish.
Then I started making dumplings.
"I have a bottle of Wuliangye at home, I'll give it to you for free today."
"Sister Lin, there's no need to drink such fine wine. I usually drink Red Star Erguotou."
"We live next door to each other, and we'll have dinner together often. I'll give you some Wuliangye today."
After clinking glasses, Lin Chan took a sip of wine and started picking dumplings for me.
"Do you have many friends?"
"I know quite a few people, but I only have one or two true friends." I said while eating dumplings.
“I’m the same. I’m 37 years old, but the number of true friends I have is less than 7.
The people who came to play cards today can only be considered card friends at best. Even if some of them are my fellow villagers, they cannot be considered real friends.
If you have a good hand, just pay the money and don't give face to anyone."
Lin Chan was afraid that I wouldn't be able to relax while playing.
I could only smile and say, “Sometimes when I play cards with people I know, I just feel embarrassed to play too hard.
I'm not very experienced at playing Golden Flower. If I'm not lucky, I can hardly win."
The meal is not finished yet.
The poker friends called Lin Chan.
A man whose voice sounds a bit greasy, he must be coveting Lin Chan's beauty.
Hang up the phone.
Lin Chan said with a cold expression, "The old man who called just now, Lao Meng, is the owner of a hot pot restaurant and his hometown is also in Bashu.
He sometimes plays cards dishonestly and likes to do tricks, like marking some big cards or hiding them, so be careful."
"knew."
I thought to myself, I am good at welding and stealing cards, but I don’t usually do that.
I'm a liar and don't like to leave any evidence.
Generally they are gentle and not violent.
But if someone bullies me, sometimes I will resort to violence.
I'm quite strong and have practiced a few moves, so I can easily beat three or two people I haven't practiced before.
The first poker player to arrive was Lao Meng.
His name is Meng Zhiwei. He looks to be in his early forties, short in stature, and has a thin face.
"Old Meng, let me introduce you to a new poker buddy. He's Dong Hang, who lives across from me. He's a Beijing native."
"Hello……"
When Lao Meng shook hands with me, his eyes were reluctant to leave Lin Chan's body.
"Are the rules of playing Golden Flower in Beijing different from those in Sichuan?"
"That's pretty much it. We agreed on how to play in advance, so let's play it that way."
I thought to myself, Lao Meng, you're quite the pretentious fellow. I doubt you've ever played 炸金花 (zha jin hua) with a Beijing native. Beijingers aren't particularly exclusive, and card games can bring together people from different professions.
"Do you play often?"
Lao Meng looked at me warily.
"I don't play often. I'm addicted to online games. I didn't gamble much before."
"Why do you want to play today? Your beautiful neighbor invites you, so it's hard to refuse?" Lao Meng seemed to be joking.
"That's fine if you think so. Sister Lin always said that I finally have a local neighbor with some background. You should protect me from now on."
Lin Chan never said this.
My impromptu performance seemed to make Lin Chan feel relieved.
Lao Meng nodded with a smile, then began to complain that the other players were too slow.
Sitting down, picking up a cigarette, Lao Meng started dialing the phone.
"Cao Dongsheng, you don't even know how to drive faster in your BMW? What? The traffic is jammed. Look at your car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, it's not as good as my motorcycle."
After hanging up the phone, Lao Meng's eyes flickered between Lin Chan and me. He smiled and said, "Lao Cao, who runs the pharmacy, is also from Beijing. His home is near Chaoyang Park. He and I have a good relationship. I've been to his house for dinner."
"Old Meng, I know you have many friends, so don't show off. How much money did you bring?" Lin Chan asked with a smile.
Meng Zhiwei pulled out his wallet and squinted his eyes. "It's not much, just over 6,000 yuan. Lin Chan, if we're matched, and your big hand beats my big hand, I'll go to the ATM to withdraw the money."
"I can't do that. You're better at playing Golden Flower than me."
"Look at what you said. No matter how big my cards are, they are not as big as yours."
Old Meng smiled with a crooked mouth.
That kind of disgusted me, I was ready to beat him.
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