157. Secret

In the early morning, the sun has just risen, but in front of the eight alleys there are a large number of people, according to common sense, at this moment the market stalls have just been put out, most of them have not yet worked, these eight alleys are doing night work, why do so many people gather at dawn?

At this time, the cake vendor who came out of the stall passed by with a cart, and looked inside from time to time, wondering what attracted so many people.

"Hey, Brother Ma, what's wrong in this alley? Why are so many people gathered early in the morning? Is something wrong?" asked the peddler curiously.

The answer to him was a second-rate son, who could be considered to be able to eat well on the street, and immediately said excitedly: "There are people in it who give money, as long as you can tell the secret, you can get gold ingots, but unfortunately I can't get the number." ”

The peddler was stunned when he heard this, and asked incredulously: "What? You can exchange secrets for gold ingots? There are such good things in the world? What kind of secrets are so valuable." ”

The big brother Ma glanced at him and said, "As long as you can get in, even if you say that you the girl a few times last night, it's a secret, but unfortunately you don't have a chance." ”

"No, Brother Ma, you can make it clear, even if I can't take my turn, I also like to inquire about strange things. ”

Seeing that the hawker was so studious, Brother Ma spoke slowly, showing his market brilliance.

"Do you know? In the middle of the night last year, a bearded man came to Juhao Baozhuang, and he hugged a girl who couldn't see his face, and he lost 5,000 taels as soon as he entered the door, without blinking his eyes. ”

Hearing this, the peddler swallowed his saliva and shouted excitedly: "Good boy, five thousand taels, even if I work for ten lifetimes, I won't have five thousand taels." Where is that bearded man, is he handing out money?"

Brother Ma smiled: "You, that's it." They are not good people, so what kind of money do they send? People enter the treasure village, so naturally they are gambling big. ”

"Gambling has nothing to do with us, do you all want to bet with him? he's a treasure?" the peddler wondered. Bao Ye is the jargon here, that is, he doesn't know how to gamble, but he prefers to gamble and give money to everyone.

"Hehe, gambling with others? I'm afraid there are few people in the city who are qualified. People are treating you as a gambling device, betting against those rich people. ”

Then Brother Ma didn't sell it, and directly said the bearded man's way of betting, and this way was really eye-opening.

The bearded man asked the gambling house to invite the people of the city to come to the gambling house to tell their most difficult secrets, and then the gambling parties could distinguish the truth from the fake.

Once the bets are placed, the banker is responsible for determining the winner or loser, and the winner can take the bet on the table. In this process, the gambling house will get the true and false answers in advance, and the person who said the secret will give evidence and verify it, which will be used as the basis for judging the winners and losers of all parties.

The parties to the game write down the answer as a hidden stake bet, and the banker opens the bet. The winner splits the bet on the board evenly, and if only one person answers correctly, it's a kill. Of course, if everyone doesn't guess correctly, then the bets on the table go to the person who told the secret. Then the person who told the secret undoubtedly won a large sum, even a number that they had never seen in their lifetime.

According to Brother Ma's news, since midnight yesterday, dozens of high-rollers have participated in this form of gambling, of course, the bearded bet is too big, and there are many who can't afford to quit the game.

Brother Ma glanced at the saliva vendor, lowered his voice and said: "My eldest brother Fly Hong got the news and came to Juhao to participate in the game, but no one guessed the secret he said, and he won three thousand taels alone." ”

Although the peddler was itching in his heart, he still asked puzzledly: "Once this kind of gambling game is known, everyone will not squeeze their heads out, as long as they win by luck, then they will not make a fortune?" There is also a gambling village verification, is it not very time-consuming?"

Brother Ma said with a smile: "The rules are set by the banker, a stick of incense is a game, people are gambling on the banker's selection, and if the verification is not passed, it is fake." Of course, the banker will not miss an opportunity to make money. ”

When the peddler heard this, he seemed to understand a little, and asked tentatively, "Is it true that the gambling house will take money from the person who tells the secret?"

Brother Ma glanced at the vendor approvingly and said, "That's right, before the ugly time, it was still fifty taels per person, but now it should be two hundred taels per person." Forget it, do you have two hundred taels? Brother Ma, I've been mixed up for most of my life, and I haven't even saved a hundred taels. ”

The vendor clutched his money bag and looked at the cooking cakes on the stall, and his heart was also hesitant. There was a big gamble inside, I don't know when it went, there were many onlookers outside, they all wanted to get rich once, but the chance of exchanging two hundred taels for killing was too slim, and they didn't think they could fool those professional gamblers.

Seeing the hawker's thoughtful look, Brother Ma patted him on the shoulder and persuaded: "Go and set up a stall, don't think about wasting this money, how much knowledge do you have, and the secrets you tell can be killed?" ”

The peddler's heart suddenly flashed with something at this moment, and his face immediately became happy, he looked at Brother Ma and said, "I want to try it, maybe I don't have to set up a stall in the second half of my life, and that Tianxi Restaurant can be bought." ”

With that, the vendor squeezed through the crowd and ran towards the Juhao Gambling House. Seeing this, Brother Ma couldn't help shouting, "Hey, you have money?"

The peddler didn't reply: "My wife is here!"

When they came to Juhao Gambling House, it was also full of people, naturally they were not here to gamble, they were all watching the high roller on the second floor.

Of course, there are also those who take money to participate, but most of them have lost all their money.

The vendor took out all the belongings in the money bag and handed them to the owner of the cabinet, but the owner shook his head and said, "Now you need three hundred taels, you don't have enough to count!"

When the peddler heard this, his heart suddenly turned to ashes, and the two hundred and eighteen taels in his hand were all his savings, which he had saved from setting up a stall for ten years. At home, he was worried about being stolen, so he took it with him all day long.

But he was very unwilling to go back like this, no one must know this secret, let alone believe it, but he suffered from lack of funds.

"This little brother, you borrow a hundred taels, and I will give you two hundred taels when I come out!" the peddler gritted his teeth and decided to try desperately.

The one in front of the hawker is also an old experience, and he knows this kind of gambler mentality, which is nine out of ten bets, and of course he will not agree.

"You lent it to me, my secret is related to the Guyue family, no one can think of it. The peddler still pleaded. But this person was even more disdainful, what kind of person was the Guyue family, like the sun in the sky. Who is this peddler, he is simply dust on the ground, and the difference is too great.

However, the people ignored it, and a person standing next to the peddler asked curiously, "Do you really know the secret of the Guyue family?"

It was a woman who spoke, and her voice was gentle and crisp.

"I know, so I want to gamble!" the peddler looked behind him, dumbfounded.

It's a cute girl, very good-looking, and belongs to the kind of cute people who don't pay for their lives.

"Okay, I'll lend it to you, but you have to win it for me. ”

The peddler nodded emphatically and walked up to the second floor with his secret.