Let's click~

In the crisp sound of the ivory ball, the last flower-faced No. 5 ball catapulted out as if its butt was on fire, hit the side of the table arm, and then slammed back several times, and finally stopped at the mouth of the center belt.

"Brother Jin has conceded! On the right belt! ”

The white ball stopped in a good position, and the high-speed rail gently pushed it out, and with a click, the black No. 8 ball fell into the bag with a grunt.

The international snooker game is too complicated and too technical, so Wang Hou's gameplay is the simplest way they play, the pan-color ball and the half-color ball are separated, whoever first hits all the color balls he flies into, and then hits the designated hole of the black No. 8 ball into it, who wins!

However, this Jinfan is probably not here to hit the ball into the hole, it is completely to hit the white ball hard with the club, and then click it, so that the moment when the white ball hits the ball group is cool!

The courtier ball that accompanied him, even if he deliberately stopped the ball at the mouth of the belt, this hit was nine out of ten, in order not to let this guy lose too ugly, the high-speed rail was to waste the power of nine donkeys and two dogs, which made him play his true color billiards and only one left.

can be regarded as the end of the game, this playful prodigal son can't help but be tired and sweaty, looking at the full table, forcing a smiling face, smiling and clenching his fists.

"Brother Jin has conceded! This is the first time I played Qingzhou billiards, and Brother Jin is really a genius! At the beginning, Gao also groped for three days before he had a little bit of a doorway! ”

Ignoring his compliment, the brocade boss was unwilling to slam the white ball hard, not to mention, it was really a miracle, boom! The remaining ball hit the edge like a table tennis ball in Jinfan's unwilling gaze, and it bounced many times, and finally it was magically hooked into the ball bag.

This time it was really comfortable, the big face full of horizontal meat was smooth, and the local tyrant shouted with interest.

"Good shot!"

"I lost this game, how much money did I lose to you?"

"Heh~ Brother Jin is new, if this game is counted, wouldn't it be a victory! Ah Lian, don't swing the ball yet! Come, Gao will accompany Brother Gan to play a game or two! ”

"Phew! Do you look down on so-and-so? Losing is losing! Tongbu, go down, bring up the brocade box, lose a box to you first, and let's play with the rest as a bet! ”

In these years, unlike the Ming Dynasty, silver became the main currency, and the most valuable currency was silk.

Listening to the shouts of this guy nouveau riche, a group of local businessmen with a look of disdain became more and more intense, and he was really a nouveau riche from the countryside, but he saw that the brocade clothes of the Bazhou native hats were moved from one box to the next, and dozens of boxes were moved, and a box was opened casually, all of which were the most valuable colored silk on the market. Staring at those delicate Jiangnan satins, I couldn't help but breathe in the cool air.

This dirt bun is too rich!

This pomp, if compared with later generations, is no less than driving a Rolls-Royce Phantom to the casino, and then directly carrying dozens of boxes of US dollars from the trunk of the Rolls-Royce, and spending a lot of money in a chic manner.

This rich old hat is like a few copper plates here, and he is arrogantly waving his palm.

"You, come and play with so-and-so!"

"Huh! Be! Be! Brother Jin, please! ”

…………

This day the high-speed rail is simply tired!

To open a gambling house, you also have to watch and listen to all directions! Some stupid roe deer nouveau riche can be slaughtered as pigs with one knife, and some have to be served by others! You have to look at him to win money, let him feel that he won with his own skills, and the Bazhou buns in front of him belong to the latter, looking at him and these entourages he brought, there is no good class.

It's really fucking hard to win his money, this product is like a dime a dime!

Even if the stupid roe deer hits so many shots, he can always find some straight ball cutting and ball raising skills, right? This inventory is just an iron Hanhan, an afternoon! It's a hard shot, what makes him happy is to go out with the ball, watching the crisp sound of the table balls rolling around, as for whether you can get into the hole, it all depends on the destiny! And the high-speed rail took great pains to stop the white ball and the opponent ball on the belt for him, raised a bunch of balls for him, and let him pull out all of them for himself, if it weren't for the fact that he still had the full biceps of dozens of followers, he really wanted to have a club and cut the head of this thing, you are so fucking stupid!

It's easy to click again, this thing is a miracle, and the black No. 8 is slammed into the ball bag, tired and full of sweat beads on his back, and the high-speed rail is like a heavy fist like an amnesty.

"Brother Jin is really a miracle, come on! Don't swing the ball yet! ”

"No, I'm having fun with this old man!"

Le's mouth was grinning like a scoop, and the old boy finally said something to make the high-speed rail more like a pardon.

Glancing at the sun that was gradually setting in the west, he stretched his waist greatly, Gan Jinfan shook his head and shook his milk as he spoke, and actually stretched out his hand and stuffed the white ball made of ivory on the table into his pocket.

Looking at this scene, the delicate little faces of the beautiful dealers specially trained by the Gao family according to Wang Hou's orders on the side obviously couldn't help twitching slightly, but before she could speak, her boss's high-speed rail couldn't wait to nod again.

"Since Brother Gan is exhausted, I won't keep my brother! Come on! Take the membership card of our store and give it to Brother Gan, come often, come! Help Brother Gan move the brocade down! ”

didn't wait for a few thugs to raise their arms and move, and this Gan Tuhao was a very nouveau riche slap.

"I don't need to move it, I didn't plan to bring it back if I brought it out to play! It's all rewarded, let's go! ”

Good fellows, there are still such! It's like going to the casino to play, regardless of winning or losing, bringing dozens of boxes of knives and music directly as waste paper and throwing them away, not even asking for it, and not even asking for the membership card given by the high-speed rail, with his hands behind his back, this Gan Tuhao came and went in a hurry, and he got out of the gambling house in a chic and arrogant manner, and the gamblers who watched it were stunned, and after a while, Zhao You, a big grain merchant in Xuzhou, sighed sourly.

"What a backwooded nouveau riche!"

"Leave him alone, let's get on! Keep playing! Deal! ”

Seeing his big cloak shaking like a peacock's buttocks, Gao Tie couldn't help but wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead.

What a talent!

…………

This group of big brothers seems to be a wealthy businessman who doesn't know where to come from, out of the gambling house, with his subordinates, Jinfan went straight back to the cement pile, flat port! His big boss went to play today, and there was a group of secretaries under his hands, almost as soon as he boarded the ship, the passengers also returned from Rizhao Port City one after another, and boarded the ship.

In the slanting sun, a group of port soldiers who have lost half of their teeth are still practicing, while panting and out of breath, while shouting that we are very strong, looking at the tattered armor on their backs, Jin Fan couldn't help but show an extremely disdainful sneer, and immediately waved the knife himself, clicked, tied to the bow of the ship, and the precious Jiangnan silk was broken in response, without the rope, a few artemisia supported more than 30 meters of medium-sized building boats, and floated out leisurely.

"!".

This silk is enough to buy a carriage, converted into later generations, it is this surnamed Jin who unloaded the Mercedes-Benz door and left, threw the car on the port, and the leader of the Wang Jiajun who was responsible for supervising the port subconsciously scolded.

"These rich grandsons!"