Does playing slot machines count as gambling money?

Some people may think that playing slot machines is even if they have gambled money, but in the eyes of some real gamblers, slot machines are like buying a lottery ticket for two dollars on the street.

Yan Murong has never been to the casino, but Yan Minghua is different, although she doesn't gamble, she also has some understanding of some of the ways in the casino.

The guy in the black suit took the two of them upstairs to the hall, and helped Yan Murong change the check in his hand into chips and left automatically, and Yan Murong did look at the seven chips representing $10,000 in his hand, and said with a smile to Yan Minghua. "I don't think this thing is as comfortable as holding a coin, it's light, it's so uncomfortable."

"Didn't you say you were lucky?" Yan Minghua laughed coquettishly. "Then you can find a way to turn seven into seventy, and you won't feel light."

"It's fine." Yan Murong nodded with a smile, looked at Yan Minghua with a narrow expression, and asked. "Sister-in-law, you say, if I really turn these seven into seventy, will you transform into a superman and show me?"

"Get out!" Yan Minghua was furious. She's too sensitive to the word Superman right now.

Who would have thought that this little bastard would be lucky enough to be like this, and that if he could hit the jackpot, he would really hit the jackpot.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop talking." Looking at Yan Minghua's appearance of wanting to eat people, Yan Murong quickly distanced himself from her and said. "You better teach me how to play this thing, otherwise I won't know how to export it if I lose, let alone win."

"You can't play?" Yan Minghua looked at Yan Murong with a monster-like expression and asked.

"Do you think I look like someone who can play?" Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said.

"Poor boy, how many sins you have suffered in the mountains over the years." Yan Minghua had a sad expression, gently stroked Yan Murong's head, and said with a sigh. "I'm sorry for you."

"Let's not be a piece of meat, don't we?" Yan Murong had goosebumps all over his body, and quickly dodged Yan Minghua's hand and said. "Let's talk about it, time is limited, you need to win more, or you will go back to sleep if you don't lose everything."

"Okay." Yan Minghua pointed to a table playing dice and said. "The others are too difficult, although I can do it, but with your IQ, it is difficult for me to explain it to you in a short time, so let's play something simple. Three dice, one to ten o'clock is small, eleven to eighteen o'clock is large, three of the same is a leopard, the dealer takes all, of course, you can also buy leopards - and, see those serial numbers? You can also choose to buy a serial number, and the odds are different. ”

"Got it, it's easy." Yan Murong nodded.

Indeed, playing this kind of guessing the size of the game in the casino is the easiest and easiest to play, or in other words, under the premise that the dealer does not cheat, it is basically possible to use the blind, anyway, it is either big or small, half and half probability.

After finding two empty seats and sitting down, the dealer in the sexy uniform signaled that he was now ready to place his bets.

"Buy big or buy small?" Yan Murong played with the chips in his hand and asked Yan Minghua.

"If you don't say you're lucky, then let it be." Yan Minghua leaned back on the chair with his hands folded on his chest, looking absent-minded.

The seventy or eighty thousand dollars didn't pay attention to her at all, it didn't matter if she won or lost, and she wasn't interested in gambling money, but since she came, she just had fun.

"Then I'll be overwhelmed." Yan Murong grabbed a $10,000 chip and put it in the square on the side that said big, and then began to chat with Yan Minghua on his own, waiting for the dealer to open the cards.

Soon, after everyone had finished placing their bets, the dealer grabbed the dice cup and shook it a few times, and then revealed the result in the nervous eyes of everyone.

"One, two, two, I think it's small." Yan Murong counted the points of the dice and said with some regret.

"Giggles, good math." Yan Minghua giggled.

"You're here this time?" Yan Murong threw the chips to Yan Minghua and asked with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll play with it too." Yan Minghua answered, grabbed two chips and threw them in the small square.

"What if it opens up this time?" Yan Murong asked hesitantly.

"We'll lose if we open up." Yan Minghua said indifferently. "Don't you say it, go back to sleep when you lose it."

"Okay then." Yan Murong nodded, grabbed the remaining four chips and threw them away, and said. "Since you want to play quickly, let's play big."

Yan Murong's actions immediately attracted the attention of many people, and even the dealer who was in charge of shaking the dice was a little surprised.

The games here are generally small bets, and there are hundreds or thousands of chips at most when they are pressed at a time, and it is really rare to have tens of thousands of dollars at a time like Yan Murong.

"Three-five-six, fourteen."

The results were revealed, and as Yan Murong said, this time it was a big one, and the remaining $60,000 in chips were all lost.

"Hey, this is really a Lantern Festival without stuffing, and the whole thing is for nothing." Yan Murong smiled helplessly, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"Two guests from Huaxia, please stay."

As soon as they stood up, a man's voice was heard in the distance, and then a young man was seen walking towards them.

"Something?" Yan Murong turned his head, looked at the man in front of him and asked with a smile, because the man spoke the Chinese language, Yan Murong could naturally understand it.

"It's fine." The man's eyes swept around Yan Minghua before he said. "It's just that the two of you are generous and want to make friends with the two."

"Make friends?" Yan Murong looked at the man in front of him with a playful expression. "I don't know what you want to do?"

"Hehe, of course I want to invite you two to have a drink." The man chuckled and said, but his eyes always flashed on Yan Minghua.

"Hahaha, it's a pity that you don't win the Oscar." Yan Murong suddenly laughed, and the man in front of him laughed directly, even Yan Minghua beside him was inexplicable.

"What do you mean, sir?" The man asked, confused.

"It's not interesting." Yan Murong waved his hand. "I just think your acting skills are pretty good - if you want to pick up girls, just say it, and make friends, such a bad excuse is also up to you to think of."

"I don't understand what you mean." The man's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his gentle smile.

"Alright, alright." Yan Murong said impatiently. "Mitsui is handsome, isn't he? I've seen you standing there for a long time, looking at your sullen face, and if I don't know what you want to do, wouldn't it be too insulting to my IQ? ”