Chapter 437: Twenty to One
"Three fives, leopards, all killed (the battle of Changsha in the middle of the night)! Haha, hurry, get the money! Take the money! ”
"Damn, you'll take all of this month's salary. Here you go, keep it for the medicine. ”
"You ***, it's my turn, I'll be the banker!"
……
The chaotic sound is endless.
When Song Zheng walked into the room, he saw six big men around a table, gambling hotly. One by one, they were dressed only in obscene clothes, with their sleeves rolled up, and their faces were flushed. There was also a shirtless man with fine beads of sweat on his back. Several pieces of armor were piled up disheveled, and weapons were thrown in all directions.
In the middle of the table is a large white porcelain bowl, in which three dice are dripping and turning. The sergeants roared hoarsely, looking disorganized.
These guys gambled so unhappily that none of them found Song Zheng entering the house.
The corners of Song Zheng's mouth curled, and he took out several silver tickets with a denomination of one hundred taels from his arms, squeezed into the crowd at once, slapped them on the table, and shouted, "Four hundred taels of silver, bet small!" ”
With this sudden sound, the room immediately fell silent. Several big men looked at the young man in front of them and were stunned. After a while, a big man asked, "Who are you?" ”
Song Zheng smiled, "Who do you care who I am, if you have the silver, it's over?" ”
"Who the hell are you?" Several big men showed a look of vigilance and stared at Song Zheng.
"Brother, I'm new here. I just heard the excitement here, so I came to make a game. What, not welcome? Song Zheng's hand swiped on the table, and the four hundred taels of silver tickets were lined up. It is in stark contrast to the large and small silver ingots in front of these big men.
A silver ticket of one hundred taels of silver, three inches wide and four and a half inches long, with a complex brown and green pattern on the top, a dark red seal below, and three semicircular riding stamps on the edge, which were specially used for exchange (Kira roll txt download). As soon as the four silver tickets were discharged, the eyes of these people immediately widened.
"New here? I haven't heard of the forbidden army entering recently. Which team are you from? The big man who asked him earlier was still hesitant.
"Do you bet or not?" Song Zheng frowned unhappily and said, "Ask the east and the west, so much nonsense!" How? Do you think my money is in my hands? Song Zheng's hand knocked on the silver ticket. The eyes of all the big men were once again focused on the silver tickets, and they swallowed in unison.
"That's it, old marquis, why do you ask so much? Everyone said that it was a new arrival. The other big man's eyes glowed green.
"To be able to enter this place, except for the brothers of our forbidden army, how can there be anyone else. There are new people joining, and this time it doesn't count! The big man who was sitting in the village just now picked up the dice. The three dice are two twos and one unit, which is exactly the smallest. This big man is obviously going to rely on the last time.
"Lao Du, don't be fooled, this one Lao Tzu bet one or two halves of silver. You're going to pay for it! "A big man next to him quit, and he stepped forward to take the silver of the big man sitting on the village.
"Adding people doesn't count. Damn, it's the rule! The big man in the village protected the silver in front of him.
"rules, settle the account of this handful before starting."
The two of them quarreled, and the rest of the people couldn't take care of Song Zheng. If you win, you will naturally have to share the silver, and if you lose, you don't want to lose, and you quarrel together.
"Stop arguing!" Song Zheng snorted and slapped the table, "As for it?" A group of big men, quarreling endlessly for such a halve, really blushing for you, sir, I have silver here, this one is a bunch of you, and you are still arguing? If you have the ability, you can win all my money. Master, I'm happy today, fight big and small, come! ”
"Little brother, what you said is true?"
"What are you lying to? With twenty as one, I bet one hundred taels, and each of you presses five taels (no return to Jun txt download). Do you dare? Master just wants to live a gambling addiction! Song Zheng looked indifferent.
Several big men looked at each other and nodded in unison. In their opinion, Song Zheng is purely a wronged boss. As for Song Zheng's identity, although they had doubts before, these four silver tickets stunned these people's eyes. Besides, these people are gambling to the fullest, how can they hold it.
"Everyone, I want to sit in the village, no comment!"
"No comment! No comments! The big man with the dice stuffed the dice into Song Zheng's hand. Song Zheng twisted it in his hand and shook it twice. Authentic horn dice, not adulterated.
"Okay, it's a bet! Bet! Bet more to win more, bet less to win less! Song Zheng rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to do a big job.
A few big men counted out five taels of silver in front of them and pushed them forward. Song Zheng's silver tickets are all in denominations of one hundred, according to twenty to one, and five taels of silver is the guaranteed amount. Despite this, there were two big men with little money, who still showed reluctance, and their hands were a little trembling.
The forbidden army was paid a lot of money, far more than the city guards and the capital guards. Each ordinary sergeant had four taels of silver per month. Before Song Zheng came, each of them bet at most two taels, which was the biggest bet. Now take out five taels of silver at once, how can it not hurt!
"Five taels, I'll bet big!"
"Five taels, bet small!"
Soon, all six big men had staked the silver.
Song Zheng shook his wrist again and threw it into the bowl. With a crisp sound, the three dice landed on the bowl and spun rapidly.
"Great! Big! ”
"Little (looking back and laughing at the latest chapter)! Small! ”
Several big men roared in unison.
As soon as the dice stopped, everyone saw clearly, it was "four, five, six", big! The four big men who had just taken the big one immediately smiled. The other two bet on the small one, and said dejectedly, "Damn, I know that the newcomer is very lucky, and it is really big!" ”
Song Zheng understood it outside the door just now, and the rules of this dice roll are also simple. Three dice, if there are two identical ones, the last one is the last one. If the last grain is one, two, or three, it is small; Four, five, or six is the greatest. If the points of the three dice are consecutive, for example, a two, a three, or a four, then it is two, three, four, and it is also small. One, two, three, three, four, four, four are small, three, four, five, six are large.
Of course, if it is a two, a three, or a five, it is not a number, and the jargon is called "not a monkey", and it has to be re-thrown.
There is also a situation where three dice have the same value, three ones or three fives or something like that, and that is a leopard. At this time, no matter how big or small the bet is, the money must be compensated to the banker, and the banker will continue to sit in the bank.
This one, Song Zheng threw four, five, six, which is big. Therefore, he did not hesitate, and pushed the four silver tickets one by one to the four big men who were betting on the big one, and then took ten taels of silver from the other two big men. The big man who won pulled the silver ticket into his hand, and his eyes were straight. One hundred taels of silver tickets, you can't earn so much in two years. And the two big men who lost the silver had red eyes, staring at the silver ticket fiercely, and those eyes wanted to swallow the silver ticket.
"It's my turn, it's my turn. Little brother, do you still have any money? The big man on Song Zheng's left hand asked. Just won a hundred taels of silver, this soldier's morale was rough, and he stared at Song Zheng.
"What? Look down on people? Song Zheng glared at him, and directly took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, there were more than twenty of them.
Wow! All the big men let out a strange scream in unison. With so many silver tickets, even if they are well-informed forbidden soldiers, they are dumbfounded.
"It's good to have!" The big man who was a banker laughed, "Hurry up and bet (read the full text of Huachi Online Travel)!" Bet fast! ”
"One hundred taels, bet small!" Song Zheng roared. Others are placing bets.
The big man spat at the palm of his hand, rubbed the dice twice, turned hard above the mouth of the bowl, shouted "leopard", and threw the dice into the bowl.
"Two, three, four, small!" Before the dice stopped, Song Zheng shouted. Sure enough, the three dice were two, three, four. Song Zheng smiled, and grabbed the five taels of silver that the big man in his right hand had bet on. This time, three bets are small, three bets are big, and all bets are five taels, and the dealer does not lose or earn.
The six big men took turns to sit in the village, and Song Zheng bet right four times and lost twice. lost 200 taels of silver tickets and earned 10 taels, which is a net loss of 180 taels. Starting from Song Zheng sitting in the village, after a turn, Song Zheng lost six hundred taels of silver tickets, just one for each big man, which made these people very happy, all of them grinned, their faces were red, and their foreheads were sweating. This kind of good thing can't wait for eight lifetimes. Song Zheng is simply a fortune boy.
"Alright, alright, it's time for me to sit in the bank again. Come on, come on, bet fast! Song Zheng pulled the placket of his clothes, his eyes widened, and his right hand kept twisting the dice.
"I'll bet twenty taels! Big! A big man slapped a hundred taels of silver tickets and said fiercely. Just now, he lost all the money on his body, and when he pressed out the last five taels, he was ready to step down gloomily. Which Cheng thought that it was these five taels of silver, and he won back Song Zheng's one hundred taels of silver for him at once. This kid was a bad kid, looking at the pile of silver tickets in front of Song Zheng, and his throat grunted several times.
With this big man taking the lead, the other people all pressed hard. The least bet was ten taels, and the most was forty taels.
Song Zheng smiled, flicked his fingers, and a dice flew out, and when it touched the edge of the bowl, it suddenly spun in the bowl. Before the dice could stop, another dice flew into the bowl. By the time the third die entered the bowl, the first one had stopped, and there was a red dot directly above it.
"Why!" A big man yelled excitedly. Although the other two have not stopped, this one is undoubtedly a good sign (the latest chapter of the Bewitching Shrine Maiden).
Soon, the second dice stopped, and the big man roared again, "Huh! ”
It's two, and the key is the third die. As long as it is not a unit, whether it is big or small, there will be people who earn a hundred taels of silver tickets. Especially the big man who bet forty taels was the most nervous. He bet that Song Zheng was a newcomer and had good luck, so he bet big. If the bet is correct, according to the ratio of 20 to 1, you can win 800 taels of silver. Eight hundred taels of silver, this forbidden army can quit, go home directly to buy a house, and marry a two-room wife.
Unfortunately, things didn't go their way.
The last die circled the previously stopped dice a few times before finally gathering at the bottom of the bowl. "Haha, leopard, kill through!" Song Zheng yelled. The six big men were all discolored, and the big man with the most money sat on the chair, panting heavily. Forty taels of silver, which is equivalent to ten months' salary, was thus entered.
"Keep accounts, you owe me thirty-two taels, and you owe me eighteen taels." Song Zheng said as he collected the silver ingots in front of the big men. but the hundred taels of silver were not moved. There weren't so many silver ingots on the table, and the 100 taels of silver tickets couldn't be broken. After receiving the silver ingots, the outstanding amount was deducted from the respective hundred taels of silver bills. Song Xiaolang, classmate, naturally remembered the account, but remembered the door.
"Come again! Again! Master, my is a leopard, then sit in the bank, and then bet! If you win, these thousands of taels of silver are yours! Song Zheng dangled the dice with one hand and rubbed the silver ticket on the table with the other. The green flowers immediately aroused everyone's fighting spirit.
"Damn, fight, there are still seventy-six taels in here, I'll bet them all!" A big man gritted his teeth and shouted loudly after slapping the silver ticket in front of him several times.
"I also fight, bet fifty taels!" Another big man shouted.
The remaining four have raised their stakes.
Song Zheng smiled, and the three dice were thrown out again.