The small alley is full of people, and there are shops on both sides, including flower and fruit shops, tea shops, and incense medicine shops, and all kinds of signboards crowding the view...... These are still normal, and the further you go, the more you go, the more you go, the reason why many students and many people in Tokyo linger, and of course, Liu Yong, a child in his early teens. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"There's a Keju here!"

"There are not only juju, storytellers, dancers, cockfighters, money players, etc., there are all in this alley."

Liu Yong and Yang Zhang stood in front of a store that said it was not big, looking up at the signboard of "Renhe Ball Club".

"How do you play football in such a small place?"

Yang Zhang asked stupidly.

"Come in and you'll know."

As he spoke, Liu Yong grabbed Yang Zhang's arm and ran straight inside.

Turning the screen, a huge courtyard appeared in front of the two of them. The courtyard is square and surrounded by small two-storey buildings, which are spacious corridors with tables, chairs and benches for spectators, and many men dressed in black, red and brown caftan interspersed with the dense crowd in the corridor, providing them with tea, pastries, fruits, etc., which is very lively.

In the center of the square courtyard stand two clubs three feet high, the upper goal is about a foot in diameter, and more than 30 players wearing two different colors of team uniforms are competing fiercely for inflatable balls made of leather.

"Let's go upstairs and have a look."

Liu Yong pulled Yang Zhang up the stairs, found a table with few people to sit down, greeted Xiao Er, and ordered two large bowls of ice pear water and a plate of lychee paste.

"I don't like the smell of ginger."

Yang Zhang pinched a piece of lychee paste, smelled it, and put it back with disgust, complaining.

"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it."

Liu Yong pulled the plate from the middle of the two to him, pinched a piece, and ate it with relish while watching the ball.

"This Renhe Ball Club, not to mention the largest ball club in Kaifeng City, is also one of the best, and the small fields in the tiles outside can't be compared at all. There are no idlers, scumbags, bobo, and zakers who come and go casually in the restaurant and ball club outside, and the guys here, Dr. Chajiu, are all hired for money, and I heard that they have been specially sent to a certain palace for training. Moreover, all the families who formed a team in the royal mansion of the county played here.

Don't look at the small façade on the outside, but big on the inside. We now have this yard just for the usual games, there is a yard next to it for polo, and there is a larger yard inside, with three floors to watch the building, every Lantern Festival, Christmas, etc., when everyone is idle, I heard that the official team has played here.

Looking at the team uniforms, today is the team of Pu Wangfu and the team of Heyi Junwang, the team of Pu Wangfu is an old and strong team, which has been formed for decades, and the players don't know how many times they have changed. King Heyi has only been knighted for a short time, and the team has just been formed for less than two years, so he will definitely not be able to play Pu Wangfu. ”

Liu Yong looked at it for a while, and explained to Yang Zhang with a very familiar look.

"You're here once, how do you know so much detail?"

Yang Zhang was very puzzled, according to Liu Yong, this was his second time.

"It's called talent. My endorsement is not as good as you, in terms of watching the ball, but I have pulled you eight streets-" Liu Yong deliberately dragged a long choke.

"You're just."

Yang Zhang looked at Liu Yong's stinky fart and rolled his eyes at him.

"This little golfer is here for the first time."

The old man, who was sitting at the same table and wearing a brown robe and had been obsessed with watching the ball, turned around and looked at Yang Zhangdao with a smile.

"yes, how do you know?"

"The information introduction of each team is posted on the wall at the back, if the young players are free, they may wish to take a look."

The old man didn't answer Yang Zhang's question, he smiled and said slowly.

At this time, Yang Zhang noticed that the wall behind the stands was covered with dark red rice paper, on which many small characters were densely written.

"So you're lying to me. I said when did you get so good! ”

Yang Zhang suddenly realized and said to Liu Yong.

"With so many team introductions above, this little golfer can remember it so clearly once he comes, and it's also talented."

The old man couldn't help but sigh.

"A few guest officers, do you want to come? Bet on the team you support, not too little, not too much. In this ball, the Pu Wangfu team pressed ten wen and paid twelve wen, and the Yijun Wangfu team pressed ten wen and paid fifty wen. ”

Yang Zhang had long noticed that some guys in the corridor did not serve tea and pour water, but instead held a booklet in their hands, wandering among the guests at each table, talking and laughing, and from time to time they took a pen to sketch on the booklet. At this time, Yang Zhang realized that these guys were engaged in the business of pandering guests to bet.

"Look at your odds, you are quite optimistic about the Heyi County Palace." The old man said.

"Look at what you said, Mr. Zheng, where can we decide the odds? Not up to you, the fans? Which one do you buy? ”

The club guy and the old man seem to know each other very well.

"I just like the way you talk nonsense."

Old man Zheng laughed, took out seven or eight copper coins from his waist, and handed them to the guy.

"The old rules, the Pu Wangfu team. Not much, a little strange, win to earn a tea money. ”

"Okay! On the second floor, Mr. Zheng of the Shen number table in Area C escorted the Pu Wangfu team to eighty texts, and I wrote it down for you.

This is the voucher you give you, the ticket. I'll send it to you when you win, or you can take your ticket to the front counter and redeem it. ”

The guy in the black caftan brown reached out to take the money, glanced at it quickly, and with a shake of his hand, seven or eight copper coins larger than the peach pit were lost. When the palm of the hand was stretched out again, a slender brush appeared, dipped in the narrow-mouthed porcelain bottle with ink hanging from the waist, and quickly wrote something on the ledger. After a while, he put away the brush and tore off a square piece of paper from the notebook, sprinkled with gold, which was stamped with half of the seal of the Renhe Ball Club, and the content of the bet on Old Man Zheng.

"Promise your good words."

Old man Zheng took the voucher, didn't look at it carefully, folded it up and put it in his sleeve.

"Two little guest officers, do you two want to make a bet?"

The club guys took care of Old Man Zheng's business and set their eyes on Liu Yong and Yang Zhang, the two children on the other side of the table.

Yang Zhang didn't react for a while, seeing that the guy in the ball club had been staring at him with a smile, he stretched out his finger and pointed at himself and Liu Yong for a long time, and only then did he realize that he was talking to himself, so he shook his head like a drum.

"You don't even spare children, huh? How old are they and how can they gamble. ”

Old man Zheng shook his head with a smile, reached out to pick up the teacup from the table, and took a sip.

"Look at what you said. It's because I'm young that I want to be continuous. It's not often that there are games like today, where the situation is clear and obvious. Two small guest officers, one less bet, twenty wen can win four wen, and a big bag of sweet and sour party plums will be available soon? ”

"Well, it makes sense, today's game is really rare. Twenty texts, the palace of the king of Pu. ”

Liu Yong pretended to be old and brewed for a while, nodded, pressed Yang Zhang, who was still shaking his head, to the table, and then took out two large Chongning Tongbao and handed them to the club guys.

"Hey, we can't gamble, your mother will definitely beat you if she knows!"

Yang Zhang watched the two big coins enter the hands of the club guys, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and persuaded.

"This is a must-win ball, and it would be a fool not to make money."

Liu Yong took the ticket handed by the guy, looked at it for a moment, and said in his mouth.

"I advise you to buy some too, ten cents will be enough to have two more sugar people in a while."

"Really? But my dad found out and would beat me. ”

Yang Zhang hesitated.

"What are you lying about? If you don't tell your father, won't you get it? Besides, what do you do when you win money? ”

"Yes, I believe you."

Yang Zhang, who was not strong-willed, took out ten cents and handed it to the club buddy under the double encouragement of the club buddy and Liu Yong.

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(To be continued)