The third largest gambling house in Kyoto, it is full of people.

In the gambling house, a banker stood at the table, took a gong and began to strike.

"It's open, it's open." The dealer shouted, "Tomorrow the Wuhou family's paddy fields will be harvested, let's bet on how much grain we will harvest." ”

The gambler didn't care when he heard this, "The food is almost the same, what's so poisonous." ”

"One acre of land does not exceed 200 catties, at most 300 catties, not much more."

Some people don't want to, but some people do.

They asked, "How many odds?" ”

The dealer said: "300 catties will be paid 10, 300 catties to 350 catties will be paid 15, 350 catties to 400 catties will be paid 20, and 500 catties will be paid 30." Does anyone dare to bet? ”

With such a big odds, it is a fragrant roast chicken, hanging in front of gamblers. As long as it is a gambler, they want to take a bite and eat a bite of meat.

They were frantically yelling to bet:

"Bet."

"A bet must be placed."

"Hurry up, I'll place your bets. Death to you. ”

The dealer said, "Take a pen and paper and write your names and bets." The old rule is to write bets and pay money at the same time. ”

"Buy and leave, buy and leave."

"Bet, bet. The day after tomorrow, the Wuhou family harvested rice, and we went over there to see how much rice could be harvested in one acre of land. ”

The old gambler walked up to the head of the village, "Old head of the village, if you dare to open a gambling plate like this, you are not afraid, Wuhou will step on you?" ”

The head of the dealer only smiled but did not speak, and collected the money betted by the guests.

The old gambler asked him, "Did you get any rumors?" ”

Zhuang Tou pushed the gambler, "Old Zhao Tou, if you want to bet, you will give the silver, and if you don't bet, you will get out." Don't ask anything. ”

The old Zhao Tou who was pushed away was not annoyed, and took out more than a dozen copper coins with a smile and pressed them on the odds of four hundred catties. "Who said I don't bet anymore, I still have money to bet."

"Phew, just these few pennies, I'm too dirty to take it." Zhuang Tou spat on the outside.

Lao Zhao Tou was not angry at all, "The day after tomorrow, I will see the harvest, and I will go too." ”

"Go, go, go."

Suddenly it was the appointed time, and Lao Zhao Tou took a straw hat and left Kyoto with the team to go to Wuhou's villa.

said that Wuhou had no connection with the gambling house, and Lao Zhao Tou didn't believe it at all.

Whose family harvests the paddy is chosen to sound next? Which family doesn't get up early in the spring harvest and go to the fields for dinner?

The spring harvest and autumn harvest are all to catch the sun, and when the sun is good, dry the millet more.

Wuhou's family is good, and the rice will be harvested only after the next sound, when will this rice be dried?

"Zhuangtou, are you ready to lose the money?" A son asked the head of the village.

Another son said: "In the past two days, there have been many people who have bet, and there are tens of thousands of taels of silver before and after." ”

Zhuang Tou shook his head, "Not so much." Not so much. ”

"One pays thirty, you dare to shout, it's really shameless." Childe smiled.

Zhuang Tou also laughed, "Wealth is in danger, and the only one who dares to make a big bet is you." ”

A group of people came to Wuhou Grange, and Wuhou Grange was preparing to harvest.

Zhuang Tou shouted to Uncle Tong: "Steward Tong, your family is going to harvest?" ”

"It's about to be harvested."

Zhuang Tou asked, "How many acres is this field?" ”

Uncle Tong replied: "Today, I will harvest ten acres of land, one acre of land for one acre, what are you doing when you ask this?" ”

"It's nothing, just to see how much grain you have in an acre of land."

Uncle Tong shook his hand and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Zhuang Tou leaned around and said to the servant: "The sun is big, you take the silver money, go into the village, buy some sour plum soup, and distribute it to everyone." ”

"Okay."

Someone's son-in-law has already opened his umbrella and sat comfortably on the ground.

Uncle Tong called out for the sickle, and the four teams squatted down together and began to harvest from four directions.

The peasants worked, but they were not lazy, they bent down and harvested all the way without lifting it.

Seeing this speed, Zhuang Tou was anxious, and sent someone down, "Hurry up, go down and see where the field is." Where is an acre of land. ”

It was not only the servants who went down, but also the anxious gamblers, who were to keep an eye on them, lest anyone be tricked.

One acre of land was quickly cut down, but the harvesters did not stop, and they went to the second acre.

Some people were anxious, "Why don't you threak the grain?" ”

"Yes, threshing."

Uncle Tong said: "It's all cut first and then threshing the grain." ”

"Don't, don't, fight now." The head of the village said, "You are not free, we have someone, quickly take out the threshing bucket, and we will help you beat." ”

"Yes, yes, we'll help you fight."

When the rice in this acre of land is harvested, the grain yield can be revealed immediately, and it will be immediately known whether it is a profit or a loss.

Gamblers are in a hurry.

On the other side of these rude people, Uncle Tong had no choice but to ask someone to bring the threshing bucket.

Three threshing buckets were brought, as were sacks.

A group of gamblers went down to the fields to help threshing and loading the rice into sacks.

After a busy day, they moved the grain to the fields.

The head of the village asked the servant, "What about the scales?" ”

"Bring me the scales and the scales." One shouted.

One came out from behind with a large scale and a scale.

Zhuang called an old man and said to everyone: "Who this is, everyone must know." He is the iron master of the Kyoto grain store, and there are many people who have a pound and a tael. His reputation is well-known, but as soon as he takes the scale, he knows whether there is a fraud or not. ”

"Ask him to testify today, and ask him to help weigh how many catties of grain there are. Do you agree or disagree? ”

"With Lord Tie here, I'm very relieved, let's start quickly."

"Lord Iron, we believe in you."

Zhuang Tou said to Lord Tie: "You first look at this scale, whether there is any fraud." ”

Lord Tie saw it, checked it carefully, and said to many gamblers: "This scale is from the hand of the old Zhang Tou in Kyoto, it is the original, there is no fraud, and there is no mercury." ”

Everyone believes in Lord Tie and believes in Lao Zhangtou's craftsmanship.

Then Lord Tie ordered three or five people and asked them to help weigh the grain.

A flat pole is threaded through an iron ring above the scale, and a hook made of iron hooks the sack. The two men lifted the sack, which lifted the sack and left it in the air.

Iron Master fiddled with the scales, waited for the scales to be stable and not shaking, and then stretched out his head to look at the counts.

There are five points that mean ten, and there are seven points that mean one, and Lord Tie shouted loudly: "Fifty-seven catties." ”

The first bag is fifty-seven pounds, and there are six bags in the back!

Those gamblers who pressed less than 200 catties were panicked. "I must have miscounted, and I will weigh it again."

Lord Tie weighed it again, and it was still fifty-seven pounds when he read it.

"No way, there are fifty-seven pounds in this sack. Those sacks, must not add up to more than 300 catties? ”

300 catties will pay 10 for the next one, and most people will pay 10 for 10.

In their cognition, even a good good field cannot grow 300 catties of millet.

"Something must have gone wrong."

"It can't be three hundred pounds."

If you are not convinced, you should go forward to check and check whether there are any stones in the bag.

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