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The Wang clan was gloomy, and there was a depressing atmosphere everywhere.

In the study, the abacus was crackling, and a group of bookkeepers were counting the profits and losses of the gambling house.

After today's verdict was announced, someone took the receipt in exchange for gambling money.

Fortunately, although the gambling money of the people who bought Wang Jiasheng is small, the number of people is huge, which makes the Wang Family Gambling House profitable.

Although there are few people who buy Ming Jiasheng, because it is a 1-10 odds, the loss is not small.

The chief manager of the accounting room held the account book in his hand, carefully walked in front of the pale-faced Wang Xingxun, and said respectfully: "Master, the result has been calculated." ”

"How?" Wang Xingxun's scarlet eyes glared at the chief steward of the accounting office.

The chief steward said tremblingly: "The income is three million eight hundred and thirty-six thousand seven hundred and eighty-two taels of silver. ”

Wang Xingxun breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's good, there is still something left after the Ming family is paid.

Then he asked, "How much does it cost?"

"Four million two hundred seventy-three thousand two hundred and ninety-one taels of silver. ”

"What...... What?" Wang Xingxun's expression was frozen and his expression was sluggish, and he couldn't believe what he had heard.

He gritted his teeth and said with an expression of longing to eat the big steward: "You say it again." ”

"Master, the minion has already calculated three times, and there will be no mistakes. "The chief steward lowered his head very low, trying to shrink his existence.

"How can you pay so much?" Wang Xingxun couldn't believe it.

The chief steward said with a bitter face: "The number of people who buy Ming Jiasheng is small, but they are all big tickets, tens of thousands of taels of silver to buy, and the odds have increased tenfold, and the loss is more." ”

"Excluding the proceeds, how much did the Wang Family Gambling House lose this time?" asked Wang Xingxun with blood dripping from his heart.

"One hundred and thirty six thousand five hundred and nine hundred and twenty-one pieces of silver. ”

"And what about the loss of the Ming family's money bank?"

The chief manager trembled and reported the sky-high price that he thought would make the Wang family break their bones: "Two million six hundred and ninety-one thousand eight hundred and nine hundred and twenty-one dollars of silver." ”

"Plus...... What about the silver taels lost by the Ming family's rice shop?" Wang Xingxun didn't dare to listen to it anymore, but as the head of the family, he had to face this matter.

"Two million seven hundred and seventy-one eight hundred and nine hundred and twenty-one pieces of silver. ”

"Ming family, my Wang family and you are incompatible!" Wang Xingxun roared, his eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, his face was hideous, and then he was angry and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Old man......"

The study was a mess in an instant.

……

The West Garden of the Qing Palace

Ming Fei earned 1 million taels of silver at the Huaxi Street Gambling House, and the owner of the Feiyue Company also earned 1 million taels of silver at the Ming Family Gambling House. Therefore, Mingfei's one million taels is equivalent to the equivalent exchange of the owner of the flying firm, and the profits and losses are offset by each other.

Ming Fei sat at the round table and looked at today's earnings account that Ming Wu had just sent.

The Ming family gambling house made a very good profit from this gambling game, excluding the compensation, and made a net profit of more than 800,000 taels of silver.

Looking at his own accounts, Ming Fei couldn't help but think of another gambling house - the winning game.

The Ming family won the lawsuit, and the winning game was overturned, and it was the biggest winner in the entire Beijing gambling house.

Ming Fei is very interested in the owner of the winning game, she has sent someone to investigate the winning game gambling house, but the check is a result, this is a time-honored gambling house, which has been operating since the previous dynasty, belongs to the industry of the son inheriting the father's business, and there is nothing suspicious.

"Princess, it's time for you to rest. When Xiaoya came in to add hot water to the tin kettle, she saw that Ming Fei had no intention of sleeping peacefully, so she persuaded her.

"I'm not sleepy yet, you can go down and rest first!" Ming Fei said.

"Yes, you get some rest early. Xiao Ya bowed and retreated.

The case of the Ming family was solved, the burden on Ming Fei's shoulders relaxed, she was in a good mood, and she had a feeling of wanting to share the joy with others. At this moment, she missed Changqing a little, and she didn't know if Changqing would come over tonight.

glanced at the missing moment in the corner, the time at this moment was only equivalent to just over nine o'clock in the previous life, the time was still early, and Ming Fei had not slept before eleven o'clock in the evening in the previous life.

She got up, walked to the table with hot water in the corner, took out the lilies from the tea box and put them in the glass cup, and made herself a cup of lily tea.

The pure petals wafting in the hot water reminded Ming Fei of the lily tea that Changqing had brewed for her.

……

In a simple and neat study.

Zuo Youming, the big shopkeeper of the Feiyue Company, reported to the young man sitting in the main seat: "Master, have you guessed the income of the Huaxi Street Gambling House?"

The man sitting on the main seat has a smile on the corner of his mouth, a flawless temperament, sharp eyes, and a noble and graceful demeanor.

This person is none other than Mo Weiran, the owner behind the flying business.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said indifferently: "At least one million taels of silver." This is only a conservative estimate, according to his heart, it will be as much as two million taels.

The corners of Zuo Youming's mouth twitched, and he said, "Master, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." ”

"What?" Mo Weiran asked rhetorically.

"The gambling house set up a gambling game this time, and lost twenty taels. Zuo Youming couldn't laugh or cry.

Is...... I don't know which master is so good at calculating, and he won all the profits of the Huaxi Street Gambling House, and he lost twenty taels. It's really a no-miss, and even he, the chief manager, admires it very much.

"What?" Mo Weiran was surprised.

Although he is not short of money, who thinks that there is more money? The more money there is, the better.

originally planned to use the Ming family's money case to make a lot of money, but who would have thought that it turned out that he took a lot of effort with manpower and material resources, but he also lost twenty taels of silver.

Really......

Mo Weiran breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"What's going on?" Mo Weiran asked, he remembered that except for the Ming family, who bought 100,000 taels of silver, the other people who bought the Ming family were all small households, and they would not let the Huaxi Street gambling house lose so much at all.

Zuo Youming showed a bitter gourd face and said: "Before the court opened this morning, someone came to the gambling house with 200,000 taels of silver tickets to buy Ming Jiasheng. ”

Mo Weiran was angry, he said: "A bunch of waste, didn't this son say, the Wang family can't win, who the fuck gave him a receipt?" ”

200,000 taels, ten times the odds, as soon as the case is settled, it becomes 2 million taels.

This money, don't come too quickly.

"Coincidentally, when the receipt was issued this morning, the gambling house manager was strained, and the guy gave the receipt, and the steward and others did not inform the guy of the inside story of the Ming family case, so the guy thought that the Wang family had won the lawsuit, so he took the gamble without permission. By the time the steward learned of this, the man who bought Ming Jiasheng had already left with the receipt. Zuo Youming reported that he secretly raised his eyes to look at the owner, and sure enough, he saw that the owner's face was dark, but why did he have the urge to laugh?

"Check, who did it. Mo Weiran said.

Zuo Youming continued to have a bitter gourd face: "Master, I lost it." ”

"Zuo Youming, when the hell did you become such a fucking waste?" Mo Weiran scolded.

"My subordinates know their mistakes. Zuo Youming obediently admitted his mistake.

"Okay, get out, this son doesn't want to see you at the moment. Mo Weiran waved his hand, "Let Liu Yun come in." ”