Chapter 62: Why did you go to the hotel again?

"Lao Huang, this 100,000 golden ticket is not a decimal, I have to go to the head office, and I have to go to the dart game, three days is a bit tight... You see......"

"Old Qin, are you pretending to be with me?... Your Qin family's money village has four branches in the city, so you still need to go to Liuzheng Pass for this money?"

"It's really a bit difficult, can you let me stay for a few more days?"

"Qin Hao, don't be ignorant!" A young man next to the fat man Huang was Wang Li, and he pointed at Qin Hao with his eyes and scolded: "Damn! In three days, the money will not be paid to Qianzhuang to give you something!"

"You brag,!" Qin Hao slapped the table and stood up: "What kind of thing are you? Dare to talk to labor and management like this???

At this time, the bloody clothes standing behind the fat man gritted his teeth and took over: "The surname is Qin, we must not be able to compare with you in this position, we are a small basket, but you have forced us to be anxious, I can't say what my brothers can do, right?!"

After Qin Hao's violent breathing, he slowly calmed down... Since his cousin Qin Hao died inexplicably in the mountains, Qianzhuang's business has not been as good as before, basically more out than in every day. and his baby son Qin Jun's handwriting, which is getting bigger and bigger day by day, as long as the money village has loose money, this loser can still think about the past with red eyes even if he doesn't sleep......

After the yellow fat man of Mi Xing left, Qin Hao, who was nearly fifty years old, sat there decadently alone, as if he had aged more than ten years all of a sudden.

After a day of running, Geng Mo and the others finally found a barely passable job.

Located in Jinsha Road, the star of the southern Xinjiang of the restaurant, with a salary of one hundred taels of silver a month, was originally in charge of the first floor of the restaurant Gu Gang Head (shop guy, responsible for Zhang Luo's familiar customers, and supervising the second child on this floor, that is, the head of the guy. It's not to collect two fat, after all, how can one arm serve a good plate?... After the old ghost secretly stuffed the thirty taels of silver tickets that he didn't have left, Gu Gang accepted Geng Mo and the four of them without saying anything.

There is only a difference in the division of labor, Geng Mo and Zhan Bao are the second shopkeepers of the ordinary people on the first floor, the old ghost brushes the dishes, and the second fat is arranged to chop firewood in the small courtyard at the back...... The guy told them that the four brothers would go to work tomorrow morning.

On the way back, Geng Mo scratched his head and said puzzledly: "Why is this going to the hotel again?"

There is a bamboo garden on Taihe Road in the east of the city, which is quiet and elegant.

There were four people sitting around in the tea room, and the Tianhu who was sitting in the banquet was worried about this occasion!

This is completely inconsistent with his temper that he was born with...!Shouldn't the big man hug the little lady and drink a lot?!

... He also looked down on the Buddha-like wolf, and he thought he was very good.

"I heard that Huang Hong found his sister?"

Feng San's deep voice made Brother Hu, who was originally burning his buttocks, instantly quiet down, and quietly looked at the teacup in his hand without squinting.

"Well, with that, his tanks are also sending posts everywhere. "It was Wang Weijian who spoke, the butler of the Feng family.

"Did you send it to you?" asked Sanye Feng with some amusement.

"It's gone..."Steward Wang looked up at Feng San: "Are you going?"

"Go," Feng San grinned, "Of course you have to go..."

"Wolves, where are the people?"

"Forget!" Sky Wolf put down his teacup and said dryly.

"Look......" Feng San pointed at the sky wolf and smiled at Wang Weijian and said, "... Our wolf brother is getting more and more presentable!"

There are more than 100 men and women in the room, smoky, pai gow table, mahjong table, all kinds of gambling are readily available.

Qin Jun opened the cards with trembling palms, looking at the dazzling three sixes, he held back the throbbing in his heart and said angrily: ", what a broken card...!" said and made a feint to throw the card into the pile, but after thinking about it, he put the card in front of him, and said to himself: "Tsk... It's a pity to lose it, I'll follow another hundred taels. ”

This kind of card is called Zakin Flower, which was passed over from the stranger in the first few years, and it is very exciting to play, than those who push pai gow... Twenty-eight bars, it's much more interesting.

This kind of gambling method also quickly spread underground in Hyun Bo City, and basically large and small casinos will have a separate table with Zakin flowers.

There were a total of seven people on the card table, and after following a few hands, everyone else lost their cards, and only the two people sitting opposite Qin Jun were still following the cards.

One of them, Xue Shao, was even bored, and he didn't look at it at all... There were almost 10,000 taels of silver tickets on the card table, Qin Jun saw that he still had less than 2,000 taels of silver tickets left, and glanced at He Jin, He Jin nodded understandingly, and walked towards the few stackers on the edge of the house......

"I'm sorry, your young master still owes us 10,000 taels and can't borrow it. A rough man leaned against the wall with his hands together, squinted at He Jin and said.

"Isn't it six thousand taels?" He Jin asked, stretching his neck.

The big man spat on the ground rudely: "the brew, the water doesn't want money?!"

He Jin saw the corner of Qin Jun's light up just now, and he was very supportive at the moment, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with this code: "Take another 10,000 taels, and return it to Jun Shao together!"

"Can't borrow it!" A young man next to the rough man stepped forward and pushed He Jin, slightly revealing the black gun horn in his arms: "What's the matter?

He Jin glanced at it with sweat in his head, and Qin Jun's silver ticket, which was already red-eyed on the table, had bottomed out... Just when He Jin didn't know what to do, a thin middle-aged man walked next to him, and I saw him say hello to the people who put the code with a smile, and put his hand on He Jin's shoulder: "What's the matter, brother is in trouble?"

"Who are you?" He Jin asked with a wide range of eyes.

“... Hehe, you don't know me?" the middle-aged man pointed to his nose and smiled inexplicably.

"Don't talk about it, I'm in trouble now!" He Jin is now thinking about how to raise money for Jun Shao, how can he have the heart to talk about anything else......

The middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder, took out a stack of silver tickets from his clothes, and at a cursory glance, there were as many as twenty or thirty thousand taels......

"This is ???" He Jin blinked his ignorant and slightly excited eyes.

“... Hehe, I have a bit of a relationship with Qin Hao. "The point of middle age is enough.

"Oh, I understand when you say that" He Jin took the silver ticket and came to Qin Jun's side with the middle-aged man, and threw the silver ticket in front of Qin Jun.

"Okay!" Qin Jun was looking at the two families with red eyes, and when he saw the thick silver ticket in front of him, he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "It's not interesting to play like this, come, I'll go up to two thousand taels!"

Sitting opposite Qin Jun was a veteran old gambler, who gently opened his cards and glanced at them again.

...... Originally, he looked at the kid on the other side and had no capital, and wanted to force him to sit in the bank, but now it seems that there is no need for this... Finally, I glanced at the QKA Shunjin in my hand, and inserted the card directly into the deck without the slightest nostalgia......

"I don't follow!"

"What about you?!" Qin Jun was about to climb onto the table excitedly, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the last person who was still holding cards: "Are you going to follow?"

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