Chapter 295: There is a murderous aura on the fingertips

"Buy and leave!" a man in a blue shirt, with one foot on the bench, shouted loudly, urging the gamblers around him to place bets quickly.

As a gambling house dealer, no matter whether you win or lose, there is a rake, which is about one in fifty, and the lowest is one penny. That is to say, whoever wins in this big market needs to give the gambling house a rake, and if you bet two hundred taels of silver at a time, then you need to give the casino a rake. Although it may not seem like much, it is a very considerable income with a huge trading volume.

Of course, this is only one of the main businesses of the Sand River Casino, and the other is from those brokers. Shahe Casino hires these brokers to bet on customers, not because of a high sense of service, but because of stimulating betting.

"Ahh

"This guest officer, the one just now is actually a little bit close! It is said that the time is coming, and this has lost five times in a row, and the possibility of winning the next one is even greater! Could it be that the guest officer is going to put the money in hand and waste it?"

"Well, that's what I said, but I didn't bring that much today!"

"Guest officer, it doesn't matter if you don't have cash, any valuables, the deed can be pledged. Of course, for the sake of the old customers, we can also get you money, and we are out of 13 here!"

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This kind of dialogue will appear in all corners of the gambling house, and even those gamblers with red eyes will line up at the brokers, and each person will personally distribute numbers, lottery to choose a room, amount, lottery to borrow money.

What is too expensive?

If you don't, then the next one!

When Yi Xifeng came here, he also saw the operation mode of the gambling house, and he was secretly shocked in his heart: This gambling house is so strikingly similar to the stock market in the previous life, and the fly in the ointment is that the gambling house can't call you to join the group and listen to which teacher to guide. And the lending behavior of these brokers is not much different from the hot real estate market in the previous life.

Especially the liveliness of the lottery selection, and the stimulation of those sales ladies, who are not right, should be brokers to accompany the gamblers, the money borrowed by these gamblers, as if they don't have to be repaid, smashed into the gambling plate again recklessly.

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Just as the man in the green shirt who was shaking the dice was about to open the dice cup, a finger suddenly appeared on the dice cup and pressed the dice cup that was about to be raised.

The man's eyes widened, and then he followed this inconspicuous finger and looked up, and found that it was actually a young man in brocade.

"I ...... Ni"

The man in the green shirt suddenly wanted to be rude, and the other fist that didn't hold anything had already been raised, and he was about to punch the other party. And the little guy behind the brocade-clothed young man was so frightened when he saw this scene that he was hoarse: "Don't move!"

The roar was so sudden that it startled the gamblers around the table, and they hurriedly turned their heads to look at it.

Seeing that the man in the green shirt also looked at him in astonishment, the broker immediately jumped forward and hugged the fist raised by the man in the green shirt.

"Big brother, it's sloppy, it's sloppy! The idea is hard, the idea is hard!" the little guy said as he glanced at the man in the green shirt,

The man glanced at Zhang Ming, who was wearing brocade clothes in front of him, and saw that his figure was not strong, even a little thin, and his face was also sickly, so he wondered: "The idea is hard?"

"Hard! hard enough......" The broker, dressed as a small guy, nodded in response.

The man in green shirt had to suppress the fire in his heart and asked in a cold voice, "Is there anything wrong with this guest officer?"

Zhang Ming grinned and said, "I'll bet a hundred taels." ”

The man in the green shirt raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? yes, just put the silver on the table!"

Seeing that the young man in brocade just held down the dice cup and did not bet the silver on it, the man reminded him. 59 Books

"Silver?" Zhang Ming asked with a smile. The little guy on the side immediately shouted: "Yes, yes, yes, the silver is here! ”

As he spoke, the little guy took out two dark green silver tickets from his arms and slapped them on the table.

Seeing the broker make a move, everyone understood that this person was worth something, and it turned out to be an unlucky guy who was in a hurry. This kind of person gamblers have seen a lot, and most of them have a miserable end, and the one in front of him seems to be getting closer and closer to the miserable end.

"I said, 'What is the origin of this man?' to weigh a hundred taels of silver at once?"

"Who knows? I think I'm in a hurry, and I'm going to get it back. ”

"I think so, hehe, there's a good show to watch. ”

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The man in the green shirt who sat in the village glanced at Zhang Ming, and said with a smile: "Is the guest officer betting on the big or the small?"

The young man looked at the plate, the pressure is more and the pressure is less, there are more than a dozen people here, and each plate is nearly a hundred taels of betting. I don't make much money from this shot, whether I win or lose.

"I don't bet on the big or the small, I want to bet on the number!" Zhang Ming said indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, all the gamblers present were in an uproar. Usually roll the dice to bet on the size, although the profit is not much, but fortunately, the win or loss is half of the odds, and the probability of winning is also half.

But the bet is different, with three dice for a total of eighteen numbers, and this winning record is much smaller.

However, if you can guess correctly, then there is a lot of income, and you can press the amount of bets and liquidate five times. And the insufficient amount will be paid by the gambling house.

In this way, if Zhang Ming can bet this time, in addition to the nearly 100 taels of income on the board, the gambling house will give him another 400 taels.

The man in the green shirt smiled and said, "Of course you can, which number do you want to bet on?"

"Thirteen!"

The young man in brocade said succinctly.

"Hehe, isn't that a lucky number?

The man in the green shirt only felt that this person was a big wronged man at this time, and subconsciously even changed his title to Zhang Ming, from the previous "guest officer" to "Your Excellency".

It seems to have become more respectful, but in fact, this respect is not for Zhang Ming, but for the snowflake silver that is about to be earned!

"Buy and leave!" The man shouted twice. I saw this lively dish one after another, and added a part of it.

Seeing that everyone had already bought it, Zhang Ming's hand was also removed from the dice cup, and the man in the green shirt opened the dice cup directly!

Four, six, three!

Everyone was stunned at first, and then there was an uproar, and there were many people who were composing a good show.

"What? It's really thirteen o'clock! How could it be so coincidental!" The man in the green shirt suddenly changed his face! This time the blood loss made the man suddenly furious.

"You! you cheat! you smoke the old man!" shouted the man in the green shirt.

As soon as his words fell, a group of gamblers immediately set their eyes on Zhang Ming. However, the young man in brocade didn't have much, raised his hand and pointed to the man in green shirt sitting in the village, and said indifferently: "I'm betting on the number, you sit in the village, you say I smoke the thousands?"