The waiter chuckled and said, "There are many fun things to do here. If you are interested, I can tell you about them."
"Then tell me about them. I'm listening."
Meng Liang said that, but deep down, he was feeling proud of himself.
"Okay, listen up! Single and even dice flips, Four Directions Treasure Stalls, Big and Small Pig Nests, Chicken Fights, Duck Fights, Quail Fights … "As if he was reciting the names of dishes, he recited more than a dozen different games without taking a breath, and even shouted at the end.
"I'm not playing!" Jiang Pengji interrupted him and turned to leave.
The waiter was dumbfounded. The voice of the name list stopped abruptly. He didn't even have the time to stop her.
But since she was already at the gambling house, how could Meng Liang let her leave without playing?
"Cousin Lanting, since you're already here, why don't you play a few rounds before you leave? Besides, there's nothing fun outside." Meng Liang's face was full of smiles. He placed his hand on Jiang Pengji's shoulder and coaxed her to go back.
Jiang Pengji frowned impatiently and said righteously, "Cousin, you said that you're just here to take a look. Why are you playing now? Gamblers don't have connections. This doesn't sound good. Cousin, don't be too curious. "
Meng Liang rolled his eyes. She was good at preaching, but she was just a fool who didn't know how to have fun.
He let go of her shoulder and pouted. "Cousin Lanting, you want to leave, but I don't want to."
Meng Liang decided to play the blame game. He was sure that Jiang Pengji wouldn't dare to leave a "weak girl" like him in a gambling house.
In the end, Jiang Pengji had to stay, which made Meng Liang feel a sense of accomplishment.
Although the waiter wanted to take advantage of a fat sheep, he was not blind. He quietly waited for them to come to a conclusion.
Although he looked sincere on the surface, he had already begun to roll his eyes in his heart.
What kind of place was a gambling house?
It was a place that could make people rich, but it could also make them bankrupt. It was a place where they could sell their children and become a pimp.
Even the God of Fortune would be skinned alive if he came, let alone three naive kids who had never seen the world.
There was a saying that went, "The one who enters is the boss, and the one who loses is the boss."
The waiter only needed to coax the three of them in, and someone would suck them dry.
Meng Liang curiously approached one of the tables. "What are they playing?"
Those gamblers had just finished a round and were so excited that their brains were heating up. Those who had won were so excited that they were sweating profusely, while those who had lost looked like they were unlucky. There were even some who had lost too badly and were now in a daze, looking as if they had suffered a great blow and could no longer live.
The waiter said, "This table is playing Big or Small. There are three dice in the dice cup, and after you shake them, you can choose Big or Small."
The rules were simple and straightforward. Even people who had never played before could learn it quickly.
Jiang Pengji glanced coldly at the gambling cup in the dealer's hand. At that moment, the lid of the gambling cup was not closed. She could see the three dusty dice. She raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Isn't it simple to bet on Big or Small?"
The waiter smiled. "It is indeed simple and easy to earn. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people playing."
Many gamblers thought that a 50% chance of winning was too much. That was why they took the first step, and then they were cheated.
Of the three dice, four to ten were small, and eleven to seventeen were big. If the dice were three or eighteen, which meant that all three dice were one or six, then the banker would take it all. Betting on big or small would lose, and the odds were one to one.
How dare they play such a childish game in front of her?
"Cousin Lanting, what do you choose?"
Seeing that a new round of bets was about to begin, the dealer had already finished shaking the dice and was about to place his bet.
Jiang Pengji pretended to be righteous and refused to play, but Meng Liang was very confident in his charm. He acted coquettishly and "succeeded" in making Lanting's cousin take the first step. One of them chose Big, while the other chose Small.
The results were delightful. The tael Jiang Pengji had left behind was taken by Meng Liang.
"You've played. Can you leave now, cousin?" Jiang Pengji said unhappily.
"What do you mean you've played? One tael is one tael. Cousin Lanting, are you really willing to let your money fall into someone else's pocket? If you don't want to play, I'll play. Cousin Lanting isn't short of money. Money can't buy my happiness. As long as I have fun, I don't care about anything else. "
Meng Liang refused to leave. He played another two rounds and won both rounds.
Many gamblers were cheering. Jiang Pengji looked cold, but deep down, she was tempted. Meng Liang immediately fanned the flames.
"It's boring to stand around. Why don't you play with your cousin for a while?" Jiang Pengji used Meng Liang as an excuse. But was she playing along with him or did she want to play? Meng Liang's eyes saw through the truth.
Compared to Meng Liang's winning streak, Jiang Pengji was unlucky. She lost five times in a row and lost five taels of silver.
Nongqin watched anxiously. What kind of people were there in the gambling house?
You were the boss when you were rich, but you were worse off than your grandson when you lost money!
"Don't worry. My luck has always been good."
Jiang Pengji played with the last tael of silver and smiled meaningfully.
Others would win or lose based on luck, but Jiang Pengji purely depended on her willingness to win.
Meng Liang saw that Jiang Pengji was starting to get into the groove. He smiled to himself and took his winnings to another table.
"Do you still want to play, Langjun?" the dealer asked.
"Of course." Jiang Pengji threw the last tael of silver to Small. "Open!"
Jiang Pengji, who had lost five rounds in a row, suddenly won. Her bet was Small.
The odds were one to one. Now she had two taels of silver in her hands.
She placed the two taels on the small table.
The dealer smiled. "You still want to bet Small?"
Because of the eight rounds of Small, many people placed their bets on Big. Only Jiang Pengji still chose Small.
"Yes."
The dealer took off the cover of the dice cup. One, three, four, eight points, Small.
She had four taels of silver in her hands.
"I'll bet Big this round." Jiang Pengji still placed all her taels of silver.
The dealer took off the cover of the dice cup. Four, four, five, thirteen points, Big.
She had eight taels of silver in her hands. "Again, Big."
She had sixteen taels of silver in her hands.
The dealer's expression was a little stiff. He smiled and said, "You're really lucky."
Jiang Pengji was surprised. Was that considered lucky?
She was afraid of herself when she gambled.
She didn't know that more than a dozen casinos in the federal black market had closed down because of her occasional visits.
Her identity was special. Even when she lost so much money in the black market casinos, no one dared to do anything to her.
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