Section 45 Mahjong is in the world

Lao Cheng's words changed the hawker's opinion of him, as we all know, in the past, whether it was TV or praise books and dramas, Lao Cheng appeared as a big boss, in fact, if you think about it, if it is really Cheng biting Jin Zhen is so muddy, it is impossible to mix with a duke, and people are careless and careful at all to save their lives! Lao Cheng pretended to be old and coarse to avoid suspicion and survived the two emperors, Qin Qiong pretended to be sick to avoid suspicion, and he didn't finish hanging up after one of them! In this way, Lao Cheng is actually more experienced in struggle than Qin Qiong!

"Then trouble Brother Cheng, come and try the ice cream!" This will also make the ice cream for those novices, and the vendor quickly took one to Lao Cheng!

"Well, sweet, delicious, I said Dabao, I don't know if you are a fairy or not, but after eating what you brought, I estimate that the fairy is like this!" The peddler said that your pursuit is really low, I don't know what kind of life the fairy is, but I know that the fairy in my family is no different from the old rascal! From this point of view, Lao Cheng is almost like an immortal.

Lao Cheng didn't plan to leave after eating and smoking, in his words, he went back to sleep, it was better to chat with you here, so he sent his subordinates back, and then circled around the hawker's buttocks, and the hawker was really annoyed, "I said Lao Cheng, you have a salary on duty at night, I have to sleep, play by myself, don't mess with me, okay?" ”

"Haven't I slept too much this afternoon, it's not too late, so I'm just going to turn around, by the way, do you have anything to pass the time? It's not that I said that the time spent every night on guard was really boring! ”

The peddler saw that Lao Cheng was determined to eat himself today, and there was no way out, in order to be comfortable in the Tang Dynasty in the future, these old hooligans couldn't hide, after all, this old man had waited for the three emperors' "Do you read the novel?" I'll show you some stories from the past! "Anyway, it is not easier to find a novel for the people of the Tang Dynasty than to write a novel yourself, let's look at today's novels and have everything, what will it be, at most it is a bit of a classic of mountains and seas, and I don't know if this is out of that time!

Cheng bit Jin and took a bite, "Dabao, don't scold me, the words in the book know me more, I know less, or let's call a few people to shake the dice, come to some bloody, win it's yours, lose it's mine!" “

The hawker was depressed again, you are probably starting to shake in Wagang Mountain, and the uncle will not be fooled by you, but this goods will not be sent away My things can't be saved, "The dice don't play, you wait, I'll go and make you a fun one!" "It's really forced to have no way to take out the big killer mahjong, this thing has been bought for several days, has been put on the car, the hawker has been hesitant to take out this thing, after all, he is now a Taoist priest, in case this thing spreads in the future, history to re-record, a certain year and a month, Taoist Niu Dabao in order to bewitch sentient beings, invented gambling mahjong, this special joke is not big, although the hawker did not think about the world, but at least can not leave a stench for 10,000 years!

It's really not to send Lao Cheng away today, the hawker estimates that he will sleep in a tent with himself for a while, so he can't help it, pull over a table, call Lao Cheng, and call a few young Taoist priests, "Come on, come on, I'll teach you a thing, today Lao Cheng has a treat, you pretend to go if you win, and Lao Cheng is counted if you lose!" “

Pulling, the whole box of mahjong poured on the table, the hawker began to teach them how to know ten thousand cakes one by one, and then told them the rules of winning and losing the code cards, and then walked three laps experimentally, then got up and withdrew, let Qingfang top, just saw the little girl in the back to see the relish, then you go on, anyway, today Lao Cheng treats, and even if he loses, that money is now not eye-catching, no, after explaining the peddler went to sleep!

This night is the most unstable night for the hawker to sleep since he was so old, just confused and want to sleep, Ming Fang said that Lao Cheng wants to smoke, and he will record the account for Ya, a pack of twenty taels, and then those few are estimated to win some of Lao Cheng's money, and they also keep accounts to buy things one after another, and they are woken up five or six times in the middle of the night, if they don't really have the strength to drive back!

As soon as the next day dawned, the hawker was woken up by Lao Yuan, "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, get up quickly, Lao Cheng is going crazy, you go and persuade!" "The hawker suddenly didn't feel a little sleepy, if Da Lao Cheng went crazy, who had to hide away quickly!

Randomly put on a jacket and saw Lao Cheng shirtless, his armor was also taken off, the clothes inside were tied around his waist, one foot was on the bench, and he was holding a card in his hand

Suddenly, the three dozing off shouted "Hu" together, and the hawker patted his head, pulled Ming Fang over, and asked, "How much did Lao Cheng lose?" Mingfang quietly walked to Qingfang's side, took out the small book she hid in her arms and flipped it over, pinched her fingers and counted, "Not counting the one just now, General Cheng lost about two thousand taels, and there are also one or two hundred taels of his own loss to buy cigarettes, and he won the account of buying cigarettes for guests!" ”

I'll go, what a big hit! If you co-author, Lao Cheng loses by himself, and the others have all come in! Mingfang then told the hawker, "Actually, General Cheng is also doing well, but he always likes to pick himself, so hehe..."

This doesn't work, I have to persuade "Brother Cheng, okay, it's dawn, hurry up and go back to the errand, hey, a few of you should go to sleep quickly, that old Yuan, these Taoist friends have been with Lao Cheng for a night, and you will give some gifts to others in a while, thank you!" Forget about the money that Lao Cheng lost, everyone should only accompany Brother Cheng to be happy! Let's go back to sleep! ”

The hawker is fooling around here, Lao Cheng is unwilling, "Forget what I lose, no, although I am a scoundrel, but I also know that there is no father and son at the gambling table, you take my note to my house to find the housekeeper to ask for this money, I bought cigarettes yesterday, and you hurry up and rest, let's continue the decisive battle tonight!" After Lao Cheng said this, he saw the legs of a good Taoist friend standing just now trembled twice, looking at the child who scared him, it is estimated that Lao Cheng is even scared when he plays cards!

Fortunately, Cheng Yanjin also knew that the errand was important, and it was indeed time to go back to the errand to see that it was indeed time to go back to the errand, so he threw his armor on the horse, and then left, looking down and thinking about his mistake yesterday, and regretted hitting his right hand with his left hand, "Broken hand, why don't you come!" “

After finally fooling Lao Cheng's cowhide plaster, the hawker also had to smoke a cigarette, but it didn't take long for the hawker to know that he was thinking too much, because it was the Tianzhen Festival, although Li Er issued an order to delay it for two days, but according to the Tang Dynasty custom, holidays are to rest for a few days, from today!

So many courtiers didn't go to work, and Cheng Biting Jin was caught by Mrs. Pei after returning home, the reason is that Lao Cheng said a lot of words, someone will come to ask for money in a while, you are ready for two thousand taels! So Lao Cheng, who hadn't slept all night, didn't have to sleep at all, kneeling in the yard!

PS "It's changed again, hey! Everyone, give me a ticket! Today, I didn't drink Laba noodle porridge, I can only drink the northwest wind, but fortunately, the current northwest wind pipe is enough to warm up in two days, and the northwest wind is gone! Poor and pitiful!