The beginning of the Three Kingdoms Cheng Yuanzhi

Chapter 36
When he was brought out to the tea room, Zhang Xiaoyu was still a little dazed, and only recovered when the wind blew.

She looked around in a daze, but she didn't see the carriage, her face turned bitter, and she followed Cheng Yuanzhi step by step, muttering in her mouth:

"When you go, you will be picked up by a car, and when you return, you will walk on two feet. If you had known earlier, you would not have come..."

Cheng Yuanzhi laughed secretly.

Fortunately, the tea room is not far from the cockfighting platform, and we will be there in a short while.

As soon as he got close to the outside of the cockfighting arena, Zhang Yang's eyes widened and he raised his fist from a distance, threatening Li Er to take out money to bet him.

Otherwise, beat him!

Li Er clamped the package tightly with both arms, and evaded Zhang Yang's grab with his left and right clumsy, while shouting incessantly, "Not much, not much money."

Cheng Yuanzhi couldn't help but laugh when he saw it, and instantly knew that Zhang Yang's game was not going well.

Seeing the commander-in-chief approaching, Li Er dashed over and hid behind him.

Then he let out a long breath of relief.

"Losing?" Cheng Yuanzhi asked Zhang Yang with a smile.

"There's nothing left..." Zhang Yang said angrily.

Well, it's not that the casino is not going well, it's that you've lost everything.

"Do you want to win it back?" Cheng Yuanzhi asked again.

"I want to take it back!"

Zhang Yang stared at the dealer with an unfriendly expression, his casserole-sized fists were clenched and rattled.

The dealer of the cockfighting platform is a young and strong man, and he was shocked when he saw this.

Being in an important place in the capital, at the foot of the emperor, he wasn't too afraid of this reckless man running wild, but the appearance of a gambler who was eager to lose still made him feel uneasy.

If the other party beats him up without thinking...that would be a shame.

Thinking of this, the strong man quickly waved his hand to separate the onlookers, and closed the stall while yelling: "It's getting late, the stall is closed, the stall is closed, come back tomorrow..."

"Wait!"

Cheng Yuanzhi took a step and grabbed his arm.

The burly man looked back in surprise, and saw that the person who grabbed him was a white-faced scholar, he was relieved, and immediately raised his eyes slightly: "Let go!"

As he spoke, he shook his shoulder and shook it hard.

Then he quickly screamed:
"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts... the strong man is gentle, the strong man spares his life!".

Cheng Yuanzhi was gorgeously dressed, unlike ordinary people, with a pale face and a solemn expression, which made the followers of the strong man hesitate to move forward.

He only showed his weapons and made a posture of "if you don't let go of our boss, we will be forced to do it".

Although he was held by someone, the strong man was actually not too scared.

Gambling has its own rules - where you lose, you can win back. If you can't afford to play, you will overturn the table and smash the game, which will be the public enemy of all gamblers.

Therefore, he is on the reasonable side and is not too panicked.

Cheng Yuanzhi knew this, so he let go of his hand quickly and suggested:

"I'll take a gamble with you."

The strong man brushed off his sleeves, his eyelids drooped: "Guest officer, I'm really sorry, you chicken, you can't fight today."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang was immediately furious, stuck his head in, stared and said:

"Then I don't care. You are here to gamble, and I am here to gamble. If there is a guest, you have to follow, otherwise a certain fist will not recognize anyone..."

"This..." The burly man looked at the people around him in embarrassment.

I hope everyone can speak a fair word.

The common people who watched the excitement booed one after another: "Brother, are you afraid of gamblers when you start gambling? Just gamble.

This sentence immediately tickled everyone's nerves, and they all responded: "Bet, bet with him, bet, bet with him..."

The strong man had no choice but to order his followers to open the cockfighting cage: "Then please choose the chicken first."

"I won't bet with you on this." Cheng Yuanzhi waved his hand and said, "Is it like throwing a pot?"

"But I didn't throw the pot!" The strong man spread his hands.

"I have."

So when the exquisite tall pot with a height of two feet, a long neck and a big belly, and many patterns and characters carved on the body appeared in front of his eyes, the strong man was completely dumbfounded.

This throwing pot can be seen to be cast by a special craftsman at a glance, and it has been decorated and carved with great effort. It is a pot specially used for throwing arrows.

The strong man suddenly had an extremely bad premonition.

Generally speaking, there are three types of gamblers.

The first type is passing gamblers. This kind of people have some spare money in their hands. They are not sure what they want to play.

When you see a place to gamble, you will come to gamble,
If you win, you stop, and if you lose, you don't get upset, just act as if nothing happened.

Such a gambler is usually called a loose sheep by a strong man, and he must be killed, because after he finishes gambling this time, he doesn't know when he will gamble next time.

Thinking of this, the strong man glanced at the scattered sheep——Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang immediately raised his fist and stared back fiercely.

The second type is the loyal gambler. This kind of gambler has nothing to say. As soon as he has money, he will go straight to the casino to give money.

This kind of gambler needs to kill the big and let go of the small, win nine points and leave one point for others.

The third type is professional gamblers who bring their own gambling equipment. This kind of gambler usually has one or two unique skills, and also knows some small tricks, which can often make the dealer win and complain.

Even bankruptcy.

What dealers are most afraid of is encountering such gamblers.

Obviously, the white-faced scholar on the opposite side belongs to the third category.

The strong man pulled out the arrow from the pot, placed the pot ten steps away, and asked with a bitter face, "How?"

Although his face was bitter, his heart was indeed secretly relieved, he is also a master at this, and he can be said to hit nine out of ten shots at a distance of ten steps.

Does the other party want to bet on this with him?I'm afraid I'm giving away money.

Cheng Yuanzhi shook his head, took out two full silver ingots, and held them in his hands.

The strong man's eyes lit up, and he moved the throwing pot twenty steps away.

This distance...he is only [-]% sure, but the opponent should not be stronger than him.

Cheng Yuanzhi continued to shake his head, and continued to touch out the silver ingots, and stopped when he touched ten ingots.

One silver ingot is 25 taels, ten is 250 taels.

The strong man moved the pitching pot thirty steps away in a daze.

At this distance, he can only rely on it. It is very difficult to shoot without shooting. Few people can do it in thirty steps.

"How about deciding the outcome with one arrow?" Cheng Yuanzhi took the arrow and asked him.

250 taels is equivalent to all of today's income. The strong man silently calculated and nodded.

Anyway, it's a gamble anyway.

Because there is another rule in the casino. If the loser does not say to leave, the winner cannot leave.

In addition, 250 taels of white money is in front of him, and he also wants to give it a go.

He felt that the other party was unlikely to be hit by an arrow.

He feels destiny is in him.

Then I saw the white-faced scholar raised his hand, and the arrow shot out, and with a snap, it fell steadily into the mouth of the pot thirty steps away.

"Hiss...wow..." The people around gasped for breath, and then were amazed.

"Ha! Give money give money give money!"

Zhang Yang yelled, jumped over excitedly, grabbed the collar of the brawny man, and demanded the gambling money.

After the brawny man remorsefully handed over the same amount of money to Li Er, Cheng Yuanzhi moved the throwing pot fifty paces away, and asked him again:

"Are you still betting?"

The strong man hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head, led his followers to clean up the fighting cock stall, and ran away.

He decided to admit defeat, temporarily.

Everyone looked at the empty cockfighting arena with unsatisfied interest, and refused to disperse.

Seeing this, Cheng Yuanzhi whispered something to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's eyes quickly brightened up, like a little sun.

He jumped into the crowd, opened his arms, and said loudly: "Everyone, the pot-throwing platform has officially begun. Anyone who hits the pot from thirty steps away will get ten taels of silver. The arrow in a certain hand is counted. This arrow is ten cents a piece." .”

While he was yelling, Li Er had already drawn the line in a hurry, set the position for throwing the pot, and then went to the Dongcheng Inn to call for Sugai.

One arrow costs ten cents, and if you win, you will get ten taels of silver, which is one thousand cents.

If you don't win, you will lose a mere ten coins.

Cost-effective!

There was only a moment of silence around, and everyone thought about the pros and cons of it, and huffed and surrounded the place.

"Sell me one..."

"I want to..."

"I-I-I..."

"Who the hell, don't step on my shoulder..."

"Damn, don't crawl around under my crotch!"

Zhang Yang suddenly smiled and put away the money.

He suddenly discovered that he actually prefers easy money to gambling.

After a stick of incense, when it was time to drive the carriage to the scene, Zhang Yang saw a heavy package in his hand.

It's full of money.

At this time, a group of people suddenly turned around from a distant street corner.

There was a strong man in the lead, and half a step behind was a handsome young man in a fine suit, followed by a group of vicious relatives.

While walking quickly, the young man in brocade clothes asked, "Where is the man?"

The strong man stood in a crowded place and said, "Young Master, over there."

Mr. Jinfu raised his eyes to look at the densely packed crowd, and frowned: "Where are you?"

The brawny man changed his target, pointing directly outside the circle, Cheng Yuanzhi in a blue shirt and Zhang Xiaoyu in a white shirt,
"Young Master, it's him, it's them."

A few steps away, Young Master Jinfu slowly lowered his body, looked Cheng Yuanzhi up and down: "Okay, it's good to be here."

　When I write about gambling, I suddenly think of some ancient celebrities' stories about gambling.

　　During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Song Mingong of the Song State.

　　Song Mingong once played Liuboxi (a board game) with general Nangong Wan.

　　As a result, Nangong Wan kept losing.

　　Song Mingong was overwhelmed with victory, so he mocked Nangong Wan for failing in the previous battle and being a prisoner. How can a prisoner win chess?

　　As a general, Nangong Wan was stabbed to the sore spot, and in a rage he smashed Song Mingong to death with a chessboard.Therefore, Song Mingong was honored to be the first king who died in the gambling field.

　　If Song Mingong knew about it, he would probably say: "My juniors, are you polite? Can't you use a little more tactful words..."

　　During the Western Han Dynasty, Liu Qi, Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty.

　　Han Jingdi Liu Qi was also a gambler. When he was the prince, he played Liubo with his cousin Liu Xian, but Liu Xian cheated.In a rage, Prince Liu Qi smashed Liu Xian to death with a chessboard.

　　But this Liu Xian is not an ordinary person, he is the grandson of Liu Bang's elder brother Liu Zhong, the son of Wu Wang Liu Bi.

　　The later "Seven Kings Rebellion" was caused by Liu Xian being smashed to death by the prince Liu Qiqi with a chessboard.

　　Wu Wang and Wu Bi instigated the princes and kings to rebel, which was not only dissatisfaction with Liu Qixiao's vassal, but also revenge for his son.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)