Chapter 599: The Taste of Winning
Li Zhiying was still standing there stunned.
Li Nunu pulled Li Zhiying and whispered: "Let's go!" ”
Li Zhiying was almost dragged out of the gambling house by Li Nunu.
Lu Xiaoxian looked at Li Zhiying with his hand: "I said so much, I don't mean anything else, you are different from others, as long as Tiantong Gambling House exists for a day, you can come to gamble, they dare not treat you as a pig, but there is one thing you may never realize!" ”
"What?" Li Zhiying asked subconsciously.
"After gambling for a long time, human nature will change, and everything will be considered with the psychology of gambling. Where to go, think for yourself! If you want to stop, it's still too late. If you don't want to stop, that's okay! Lu Xiaoxian smiled at Li Zhiying, "Okay, I'm done!" ”
After that, Lu Xiaoxian threw down a few people and walked towards the gambling house.
"Wait!" Li Zhiying shouted to Lu Xiaoxian.
Lu Xiaoxian looked back.
Li Zhiying stared at Lu Xiaoxian and didn't say anything, Lu Xiaoxian could see that Li Zhiying's inner struggle was very fierce.
For a long time, Li Zhiying thought that the gambling house was just a place for recreation, but the first time he heard that there were so many famous halls. Lu Xiaoxian's shock to her tonight was far greater than the outwitting of the blue-shirted boy.
Thinking about coming to the gambling house every day, being teased like those pigs, Li Zhiying suddenly became happy. But let her just stop, she was unwilling, and she didn't know what to use to fill this gap.
seemed to guess Li Chiying's thoughts, Lu Xiaoxian said mysteriously: "Let's make a deal, if you are willing to stop, you will bet for the last time tonight, I will give you a chance, let you taste the feeling of winning every win." How is it? ”
Li Zhiying thought for a moment and smiled: "Okay, deal!" ”
"Let's talk about it first, it's limited to 1,000 taels of silver!" Lu Xiaoxian admonished.
Lu Xiaoxian knew that Li Zhiying came to gamble, and according to the convention, Tiantong Gambling House would give her 1,000 taels of silver every time, so he limited himself to winning 1,000 taels of silver.
"No problem!" Li Zhiying agreed very happily.
Sure enough, when Li Zhiying entered the casino again, the account room had already prepared the silver for her.
Li Zhiying glanced at the account room: "No, I brought silver!" ”
In the surprised gaze of the account room, Li Zhiying first came to the dice throwing table.
Li Zhiying is really extraordinary, like a divine help, betting one hundred taels of silver per hand, and winning nine in a row.
Tenth, Li Zhiying thought for a while, and did not place another 100 taels, but only 10 taels. She enjoyed the feeling of winning so much that she bet for ten taels of silver, which was equivalent to ten more chances to win.
Lu Xiaoxian, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but shake his head, he had said that he had said first, and the winning money was limited to 1,000 taels, but now it has not reached 1,000 taels, so he can only continue to help her.
The dealer was sweating profusely, he had been a bookmaker in the gambling house for so long, and his luck had never been so weak, and he didn't win a handful.
After the dealer finished rolling the dice again, Lu Xiaoxian made a gesture to Uncle Liu beside him, Uncle Liu glanced at Li Nunu, and Li Nunu whispered to Li Zhiying, and several people passed the news to each other, and the cooperation was seamless.
"I'm betting big!" Li Zhiying dropped ten taels of silver.
The dealer unveiled the bowl, and it was really big.
Li Zhiying jumped up with joy, happy like a child.
The dealer was not happy at all, and his face turned green.
After a while, Li Zhiying won nine more in a row.
Just when Lu Xiaoxian thought that there was still the last handful left, Li Zhiying changed her tactics again, and she only bet one or two silver.
Lu Xiaoxian's hateful teeth itch, isn't this making fun of himself?
But Li Zhiying still did not violate the agreement between them, and Lu Xiaoxian could only be patient and accompany her to continue gambling.
Finally, Li Chiying won ten consecutive games again.
When she was still unprepared to place a bet, Li Nunu said in her ear: "Yingying, it's already a thousand taels, he's gone!" ”
Li Zhiying came back to her senses at this time, raised her eyes, and sure enough, Lu Xiaoxian was gone. She handed over the silver to Uncle Liu to exchange for silver tickets, and hurriedly chased after Li Nunu outside the gambling house.
There is a wonton stand on the street opposite the entrance of Tiantong Casino, which is specially prepared for those gamblers. Gamblers who can eat a bowl of wontons here are lucky, at least they still have copper coins to eat wontons.
And some gamblers can only look at the steaming big iron pot, swallow saliva and stagger away. There is no doubt that such a gambler is penniless.
It is said to be a wonton stand, but in fact it is just a burden, and the wooden burden can pick up all the household goods to move around.
At one end of the burden is a stove with a strong fire, and an iron pot with water. At the other end is a three-tiered drawer, one with mixed minced meat and prepared wonton wrappers, one with dishes and chopsticks, and another with seasonings.
The stall owner's broth is very particular, it is made of pork bones boiled and stewed, the aroma of boiling is tangy, and the mouth of the people who hook it from afar is bubbling up, but when you look closely, it is as clear as white water without oil flowers.
"Uncle He, let's have a bowl of wontons!" Lu Xiaoxian is very familiar with the stall owner.
"Great!" Uncle He readily agreed.
"Wait!" Li Nunu pulled Li Zhiying over and said to Uncle He, "And us, let's have three bowls!" ”
Lu Xiaoxian smiled slightly, pointed to Mazha next to him, and motioned for the two to sit down.
Uncle He was honest and honest, and he worked quickly, grabbed three handfuls of wontons and threw them into the pot where the water was boiling, and a handful of wontons was just one bowl. Then gently stir with a spoon, the soup is clear and white smoke curls.
Cover the pot, pick up three large bowls and line them up, pour the homemade seasoning into it, and finally scoop out a spoonful of solidified lard with a spoon.
When I opened the lid of the pot where the soup was boiling, a scoop of hot stock poured down, and the seasoning at the bottom of the bowl was flushed, and the solidified lard turned into fragrant grease in an instant.
The small stove is hot, and the wontons in the boiling water are ready to come out of the pot, so use a colander to scoop up the wontons and drain them and put them in the soup.
In an instant, the soup is white, the green onion is green, the sauce is red, the bone broth is fresh, the lard is fragrant, and the wonton is small, and a bowl of steaming and fragrant wontons is done.
Lu Xiaoxian was already salivating, a bowl of wontons in his hand, looking at the thin wonton skin wrapped in the meat filling faintly revealed, and couldn't wait to cool, so he couldn't wait to take a spoon and put it in his mouth while blowing, which was delicious and tender, soft and smooth.
After a while, the wonton slurred into the stomach, and the bottom of the bowl was lifted upside down, and even the soup was wiped out, leaving not a single drop!
After eating, Lu Xiaoxian looked at Li Zhiying with a smile: "How do you feel?" ”
Li Zhiying didn't know whether Lu Xiaoxian was asking whether to gamble money or eat wontons, so she nodded obediently: "It feels good!" ”
"Wait for me at the door of the gambling house tomorrow morning, and it feels even better!"
After that, Lu Xiaoxian got up, took out a handful of copper coins from his arms, and handed it to Uncle He without counting them: "Check out!" ”
"I'd better do it!" Li Chiying seemed a little reluctant.
"No!" After that, Lu Xiaoxian hummed a little song and left.
Looking at Lu Xiaoxian's back, Li Zhiying and Li Nunu had complicated expressions on their faces.
……
The next day, Li Zhiying, Li Nunu and Liu Bo came to the door of the gambling house as promised, and Lu Xiaoxian was already waiting for them.
"Come with me!" Lu Xiaoxian waved towards a few people.
The three of them didn't know what Lu Xiaoxian was going to do, but no one asked a voice and followed behind Lu Xiaoxian.
It's still that teahouse.
It's still that room.
Tea is brewed.
People sit still.
Lu Xiaoxian drank tea and did not speak.
The three of them looked at Lu Xiaoxian in a daze.
After a long while, Li Zhiying asked weakly, "You called us here, did you just sit like that?" ”
Lu Xiaoxian smiled: "I'll tell you a story first!" ”
"Storytelling?" Li Zhiying and Li Nunu were confused.
"Once upon a time, there was a woman named Zhu Yingtai, who disguised herself as a man to go to school, and met Liang Shanbo on the way......"
Lu Xiaoxian is talking about one of the four major folk legends of later generations, "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", the storyline is ups and downs, exciting, so that Li Zhiying and Li Nunu can't stop listening to it.
After the story was told, the scene of throwing into the grave and turning into a butterfly seemed to be still echoing in the minds of Li Chiying and Li Nunu, and the two had already cried into tears.
Lu Xiaoxian suddenly sang: "The green grass and blue flowers are in full bloom, the colorful butterflies have been wandering for a long time, and the deep love has been praised through the ages, and the mountain is forever in love with Yingtai." The classmates have been studying for three years, and there is no guessing at each other. Eighteen phases are affectionate, who knows that they are not on the platform. Don't hate the building like the sea, tear-stained wings turn into colorful butterflies and flutter flowers, the truth of hardships and hardships is there, and the world will not be separated for a long time......"
Li Zhiying and Li Nunu sat silently at the table, excited and still.
Their hearts have wandered through the ages with the song, sweeping over the balcony, the west window, and the flowers, frozen in the myth of fluttering wings and flying like wings, and the gentle rhyme.
They didn't dare to make a sound, lest they alarm the butterfly who whispered her love words.
Li Zhiying burst into tears!
Li Nunu burst into tears!
Maybe it's because of the regret that the lover can't get married, or maybe it's because of the hatred that they can't break free from the shackles of the world. Grief for the impermanence of their fate, fall in love with their creation, comfort their butterflies, and envy them for not being able to stay together in life, but being able to be in the same cave in death.
Looking at the expressions of the two, Lu Xiaoxian knew that they had been completely conquered by this story.
Lu Xiaoxian smiled.
When they had cried enough, Lu Xiaoxian continued: "I'll tell you another story!" ”
This time, Lu Xiaoxian is telling the story of Yang Ke and Rouge.
I can't help but admit that Lu Xiaoxian is a master storyteller.
Although the story of Yang Ke and Rouge is not as legendary as Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, it is told from Lu Xiaoxian's mouth, with twists and turns, delicate emotions, and a helpless ending, which once again moved the two.
There is no doubt that this is another twisty and poignant love story.
"If you don't let the two of us cry to death, won't you give up?" Li Nunu choked up.
"Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are just a legendary story, but Yang Ke and Rouge are real!" Speaking of this, Lu Xiaoxian paused and asked, "Do you know why I want to tell you these two stories?" ”
Li Zhiying and Li Nunu shook their heads in unison.