He rubbed his eyes fiercely, but found that the few cards in front of him had not changed at all, and he had completely lost!

How so?!

Hasn't he been lucky all the time today? How could you drop the chain in the most critical game?

However, no matter what he thought in his heart, if he lost, he lost, and the money he had brought with him, as well as those he had just won, were all handed over.

"No, I'm not convinced!" One of the men who came with him shouted at the top of his voice, "I want to borrow!" ”

People who often play in the gambling house know that if you lose all your money with bad luck and don't want to go home immediately, you have to borrow money from the gambling house to try to turn it over. There are not many people who can wait to go home and get the money, because they believe that the copy is likely to be in the next hand, and this work must not be delayed.

This kind of thing often happens in the casino, so Botou was not surprised, and asked the guy to bring the four treasures of the study. After signing and drawing, soon the guys from the Six Museums delivered his loan.

Three of the four or five men who accompanied him were like him, and they also borrowed silver ranging from a few thousand to ten thousand taels.

The rest of the man spread his hands helplessly, "No money is difficult for the hero, it seems that I can only go home~"

After speaking, he left the scene in embarrassment. There's no way, he's just a concubine of a small prefect, his status at home is not high, and the money he usually gets is naturally less, although he can borrow as much as he wants now, but he always has to pay it back in the end. He can't afford to lose, and naturally he can't compare with these guys.

Zhang Nianjun didn't move, as if he was still immersed in the blow just now and hadn't recovered.

"Brother Nianjun, do you want to continue?"

didn't see Zhang Nianjun borrowing, and he didn't leave, so someone asked him.

Zhang Nianjun seems to have only reacted now, thinking about the smooth sailing he has been doing today, and then thinking of the occasional bad luck in the game just now, he feels that he will definitely not be so unlucky in the future, "Of course I want to continue!" Bring me pen and paper! ”

In fact, he didn't have much money to use.

The reason why he has spent money like water in the past few years, except for what he saved before, was secretly stuffed to him by his mother Ni Junyao.

God knows how envious and jealous he felt in his heart when he heard what new style of furniture Zhang Chen's Fulinmen had launched, and which family in the capital rushed to buy such a rumor.

Zhang Yicheng and Zhang Huai'an praised his business talent in front of him without scruples every time, and even Ni Junyao couldn't help but sigh, what would happen if Wangheju was handed over to him.

You must know that before this, she had never said anything about handing over Wangheju to herself.

He also coaxed himself to say something, if he let himself manage the family business, his spirituality would be worn out by the world, what a special spirituality is God! Is it eaten as a meal? Can it be used as a silver ticket?

To put it bluntly, don't you feel that you are not the biological flesh and blood of their Zhang family, and you are reluctant to let your property outflow?!

……

Zhang Nianjun borrowed 30,000 taels of silver this time.

Because he was afraid that the decay of the previous game had not dissipated, he only dared to bet two or three thousand taels of silver in the next three games, but he won these three games, and the silver ticket in his hand became 40,000 taels.

He began to slowly increase the stakes in order to speed up his winnings, but strangely, from the fourth game onwards, the god of luck never favored him again.

The more he loses, the more anxious he becomes, and the stakes are getting bigger and bigger by him.

But the pai gow in Botou's hand seemed to be specifically against him, and no good cards fell into his hand. Fear of losing all your money, the stakes start to get smaller and smaller.

Just when he was about to hold on, the cards in his hand suddenly began to favor him. The money he had just lost was quickly won back by him, and the original frustration disappeared.

Taking advantage of this momentum, he increased the stakes again, and a hand of cards was often bet four or five thousand taels of silver.

But his good luck seemed to have run out again, and he began to lose money again.

This time, Zhang Nianjun no longer narrowed the bet as before, but became even more wealthy.

In less than an hour, he lost all the money in his hand again.

This time, without waiting for the blogger to ask, Zhang Nianjun signed another IOU, and the few people who came with him showed their timidity and said that they wanted to stop.

Disdainfully sneered at them, and Zhang Nianjun sat alone at the gaming table.

This time, he didn't even have the illusion that he thought he still had good luck, and Zhang Nianjun neatly lost 30,000 taels of silver.

He gambled so badly that he was like crazy, from day to night the Six Museums were closed, and he kept repeating the actions of borrowing money, losing money, borrowing again, borrowing and losing again.

Just as he raised his hand again and wanted to open his mouth to borrow money, Bo Tou took out the IOU he had signed earlier.

"Zhang Gongzi, you have already borrowed one million taels of silver in our Sixth Museum today, aren't you, settle it for us first?"

When Zhang Nianjun heard this, his originally chaotic thinking instantly sobered up, and he trembled and took the stack of IOUs in his hand, checking them one by one, and his heart was as cold as winter.

It's going to be big next time! One million taels of silver, he actually lost one million taels of silver in just one day!

I combed through the property in his name in his mind, but found that he could only take out 200,000 taels of silver, which still had to sell all his private collections.

"I've been a little tight in the past two days, can you ......" Even if he didn't want to, Zhang Nianjun could only speak hard.

"Zhang Gongzi, it is said that our Sixth Museum can have today's situation, thanks to the care of wealthy customers like you, but if they are like you, they owe money and plan to prevaricate in the past, where is there still a way to open this casino?"

"You are also considerate and considerate of the small, if your account becomes a bad debt, King Yijun can't spare the small one~"

Bo Tou's words, there is not a word that is not polite, but Zhang Nianjun listened to it, but he also understood that today's account could not be settled in any case.

The reason why the Six Museums have been standing in the capital for so many years has a lot to do with the backers behind it.

It is said that when Prince Cheng was still the prince, the Six Museums had already opened, so it could develop steadily in the capital for so many years. Now the Six Museums have been handed over to Prince Cheng to be under the jurisdiction of King Yijun, but up and down the capital, who dares to provoke?

King Yijun, that little overlord, acts more than Prince Cheng back then, as long as someone dares to disobey the rules he set, he can torture you to death.

"What did the little brother say like this, even if this casino was not opened by the king of Yijun, I, Zhang Nianjun, would not repay the debt, and I will definitely deliver the silver ticket when the application is made tomorrow at the latest!"

Zhang Nianjun was planning in his heart, but he really had no choice but to beg his mother Ni Junyao first.