Chapter 330: Mahjong
As we all know, mahjong is a puzzle game that can prevent Alzheimer's disease.
ββby. Grandma Jiang, who is addicted to playing mahjong
Before Jiang Feng went to college, the varieties of mahjong he was proficient in were limited to the local area of Z City and the surrounding counties, and thanks to Grandma Jiang's long-term cultivation, Jiang Feng also knew a little about the playing style in the surrounding counties of Z City.
Although Z city is located in the south, there are only 136 mahjong tiles, Jiang Feng didn't even know that there are spring, summer, autumn and winter mahjong tiles in mahjong tiles before going to college, and the eight flower cards of plum bamboo and orchid chrysanthemum.
Jiang Feng had a deeper understanding of mahjong, and after he went to college, he met players from all over the world, as well as QQ games.
When Jiang Feng was a freshman, he indulged in the mahjong table in the QQ game and killed all sides, from the national standard to the Shudi mahjong, he played the cards everywhere he went, and almost hung up advanced mathematics.
Later, Jiang Feng changed his life and became a new person, from online mahjong to real mahjong, and went to the dormitory next door to touch twice every other day to enhance the feelings of his classmates. It's a pity that in the first semester of the sophomore year, I raided the dormitory, and the three decks of poker, a pair of mahjong, two boxes of liquor and the rice cooker, kitchen knife, rolling pin, sticky board, and all kinds of seasonings in the dormitory next door were all served in one pot.
Later, the dormitory next door made up a case of liquor and three decks of poker, but never made up the pair of mahjong. Since then, Jiang Feng has never fought in actual combat, and he watched Grandma Jiang play mahjong during the Chinese New Year.
Before serving the table, Qi Rou first explained to everyone in detail the rules of winning cards on their side. Shudi mahjong is just a general term, the gameplay is slightly different in various places, Jiang Feng, Sang Ming and Zhang Weiyu each digested the gameplay just now Qi Rou, and the game began.
Shudi mahjong is also known as blood war mahjong, mahjong tiles only tube, strip, ten thousand three doors, so there are only 108 pieces, and do not end with a winning card. When one of the first wins, the remaining three will continue to play until three of the four win or the rest of the game, which also leads to the first win is not necessarily the final winner, but the final loss must be the worst loser.
Jiang Feng was a little nervous now.
The game in front of him has reached a critical period, and he is only one nine-cylinder away from the self-draw 7 pairs, and now he has not played a nine-cylinder on the field, and he has a great advantage.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.
At this moment, he felt that he was possessed by the Sparrow God Bird Saint Gambling King Gambling Saint, and this card was-
Eight cylinders.
Jiang Feng: ???
There weren't any eight-cylinders on the field either.
Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment, and decided to stick to the nine cylinders.
"Eight cylinders. Jiang Feng punched out the eight cylinders in his hand expressionlessly.
Sang Ming's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Bar!"
With one side hand, roll out three eight-cylinders.
Jiang Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, fortunately he insisted on nine cylinders.
Sang Ming touched the cards, as if the neon national male version of the genius mahjong girl genius mahjong boy next door, pushed the deck of cards in front of him forward, and shouted: "Blossom on the bar, Hu!"
Sang Ming's cards are three six, three nine cylinders and three twenty thousand, and the card he touched just now is nine cylinders.
Jiang Feng: ???
Genius mahjong boy Sang Ming took the lead in winning the cards, temporarily withdrawing from the game and becoming a melon-eating crowd.
Jiang Shoucheng, who witnessed this human tragedy, couldn't help but shake his head, turned his head and whispered to Jiang Zaide: "Little brother is a little bit back today." β
Jiang Zaide nodded and agreed: "This card is the most taboo point to memorize, and you have to lose all the time." β
"Yes, I was like this the year before last for the New Year, losing one night. Jiang Ran had a deep understanding and casually said a vicious curse.
Sang Ming is Jiang Feng's next family, after Sang Ming won the card, Zhang Weiyu played 90,000 without any expression fluctuations, and Qi Rou followed the trend and also played 90,000.
Jiang Feng touched the cards.
Four cylinders.
Now that there was not a single four-cylinder on the table, Jiang Feng felt that he had a great advantage, and casually hit the nine-cylinder that had given him great hope.
Zhang Weiyu is ready to draw cards.
"Wait. Qi Rou stopped Zhang Weiyu's movements with a loud voice, stared at the nine cylinders that Jiang Feng had just played with a look of surprise and disbelief, and pushed the cards in front of him forward.
"I'm nonsense, all the same!"
Qi Rou's cards are one, two, three, four, three, three, five, six, seven, and eight cylinders, plus the nine cylinders that Jiang Feng just played, all of them are textbook-like.
Jiang Feng: ......
The four cylinders he had just touched were scrapped again.
What kind of fairy cards are they touching at this table, Sang Ming first made a big move, Qi Rou made a big difference, and although Jiang Feng's seven pairs were blocked one after another, he still felt that he had a great chance of winning.
Zhang Weiyu was expressionless and calmly touched the cards.
The game is getting hot.
Jiang Feng and Zhang Weiyu, you and I are one by one, no one lights a gun, no one touches themselves, seeing that the cards on the table are only the last half of the circle, Jiang Feng is a little anxious, Zhang Weiyu is still calm.
Jiang Feng originally wanted to dismantle the seven pairs and fight the bumper hu, but he was reluctant to win the victory, so he kept stiffening like this and became the irretrievable appearance he is now.
Jiang Feng sighed and played the four of a kind that he had just touched, and there were only two cards left on the table to be drawn, and it seemed that this game was about to end like this.
"Four-of-a-kind. Jiang Feng said.
Zhang Weiyu pushed his glasses and said, "I'm nonsense." β
Pinghu, Ichiban.
Jiang Feng: ......
"You're probably playing seven pairs, that's a pity. Zhang Weiyu felt sorry for Jiang Feng very hypocritically.
Jiang Feng: ......
"Come again!" Jiang Feng struggled unwillingly.
Ten minutes laterβ
Jiang Feng: "Seventy thousand." β
Sang Ming pushed the card: "Hu!"
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Jiang Feng: "Ten thousand." β
Qi Rou looked surprised: "Eh, I'm nonsense again!"
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Jiang Feng: "Six cakes." β
Zhang Weiyu smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm also nonsense." β
Jiang Feng: ......
"Come again!"
Jiang Feng felt that his kidneys hurt a little.
......
After three rounds of mahjong, Jiang Feng felt as if he was missing a kidney.
Jiang Feng himself was surprised, why did he carry it like this?
It's normal to lose playing mahjong, but like him, he loses from beginning to end, either others take the initiative to touch themselves or light the cannon himself, and he doesn't have a chance to leave some guns for others. In the last game, it was directly shot three times, one was all the same, one with a nine, and one was a flat beard, and this kind of mahjong record that was enough to go down in history was played by him.
Why is his luck so bad, he is about to catch up with the original Zhuang Lin.
I just don't know if Zhuang Lin plays mahjong.
Wait, Zhuang Lin, luck.
Jiang Feng's hand shuffling the cards paused.
Jiang Feng remembered the carrot beef stew he had eaten some time ago.
The buff of carrot goulash is a week to get the best luck of the year, and since the best luck has been used up, according to the theorem of conservation of matter: in any system of matter isolated from its surroundings (isolated system), its total mass remains the same, regardless of the changes or processes that occur. He played mahjong and lost like this, which can also be explained.
As for whether such a thing as luck will conform to the conservation of matter theorem, what does it have to do with him Jiang Feng?
It must have been his bad luck lately, no, it must be the reason for that carrot beef stew. The reason why he lost so badly today was all due to bad luck and had nothing to do with his poker skills.
"What are you all doing here? Xiao Ran saw Xiao Feng, there is no such dumpling...... Eh, some of you even brought mahjong over. "Grandma Jiang's appearance saved Jiang Feng's kidneys, and if this trend continues, Jiang Feng's two kidneys will not be saved.
"What kind of mahjong are you playing? Beiping mahjong or Guangdong mahjong?" Grandma Jiang was interested.
"Grandma, they played Shudi mahjong. Jiang Ran said.
"Shudi mahjong?" Grandma Jiang thought for a while, "I will also play Shudi mahjong, a few days ago in the mahjong hall downstairs, I played a few rounds of Shudi mahjong and it was quite interesting, only 108 cards." Xiaofeng, you go to the kitchen and watch the heat of the zongzi, I'll help you play a game. β
"Okay grandma!" Jiang Feng was waiting for this sentence, and he knew that Grandma Jiang would definitely not let him down.
Jiang Feng immediately got up and gave up his seat to Grandma Jiang, without any nostalgia or reluctance, and walked towards the back kitchen without looking back.