No wonder Master Meng asked himself the difference between Japanese Mahjong and Chinese Mahjong early this morning.
It turns out that you have always wanted to play mahjong?
He, Master Meng, was too worried. After completing the task, he had eaten and left quickly.
What kind of mahjong are you playing?
Li Liangde frowned.
Matsudaira Ino was elated.
He is good at playing mahjong, winning more than he loses, and he is so addicted that he feels sad if he doesn't play for a day.
Recently, because his father is not around, Matsudaira Ino has spent more than half of this year's funds for the secret service.
He is still worried about what to do in the remaining months.
This time, he gave away 20,000 yen to buy information, which made him feel distressed.
Now "Cheng Yinju" agrees to play mahjong?
That's great.
Maybe I can get half of the twenty thousand yuan back.
After hastily finishing their meal, Matsudaira Ino couldn't wait to bring Meng Shaoyuan and Li Liangde to the mahjong table, and also called a man named Yamamura Keiichi to play with them.
Li Liangde originally wanted to find an excuse to escape, but he had already promised Meng Shaoyuan before that no matter what unbelievable things he proposed, he would do it.
"What kind of people have we not encountered who have been lurking as agents for a long time?"
Thinking of what he said yesterday, Li Liangde wanted to slap himself.
Who would have thought that Master Meng would play mahjong?
"Japanese Mahjong? I don't know how." Meng Shaoyuan frowned.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's almost the same as Chinese Mahjong."
Afraid of losing this Mayu friend, Matsudairai hurriedly said: "It's just that the names and calculations of the numbers are different. Mr. Li often fights with us, and he will help you calculate it."
"That's okay."
Meng Shaoyuan sat down with some doubts.
Japan was one of the first countries to learn about Mahjong. It had a development history of hundreds of years from the introduction of Mahjong in the early 20th century to Meng Shaoyuan's time. However, our country's Mahjong was neglected for a period of time, so the actual development history It's not much better than Japanese Mahjong, it can even be said to be the same.
The Japanese people first became aware of Mahjong in 1909, when it was brought home from Sichuan by Japanese English teacher Hikosaku Nagawa.
Nagawa Hikosaku graduated from the English Department of the University of Tokyo. The well-known writer Natsume Soseki once served as his instructor. After graduation, Nagawa went to Sichuan, China to teach as an English teacher. It was during this period that he became interested in mahjong.
Nagawa brought a pair of mahjong with him when he returned to Japan, and then taught the rules and gameplay to students when he served as a tutor in a Japanese middle school. In the same year, Natsume Soseki also mentioned mahjong in his novel published by S. Mahjong began at this time began to take root in the island country.
However, Mahjong did not become popular in Japan immediately. Only the upper class and literati played it. The real popularization period was after the Great Kanto Earthquake.
Japan officially began to introduce mahjong tiles and began selling mahjong-related books. A large number of mahjong parlors with Chinese-style decorations appeared across the country. Even some pop songs were related to mahjong. When mahjong was so popular, Japan also The Mahjong Alliance was established and Mahjong competitions were actively held across the country. Its popularity even overshadowed various national board and card games in Japan.
As soon as he sat on the mahjong table, Matsudaira Ino suddenly seemed like a different person, his eyes shining.
The mahjong you play is very big and costs 100 yuan a round.
Japanese mahjong does not allow farts, and the biggest difference from Chinese mahjong is:
The number of tiles each house builds is at their discretion. You can build more or fewer tiles in a newly shuffled deck of cards. The Japanese reason is "If you build the same number of tiles every time, then the number of tiles will be the same." It’s easy to cheat.”
"Fight North first, don't regret it!"
Ino Matsudaira played a north wind, and then murmured to himself: "It's so fun to play mahjong. No matter what, it's political fault."
What, is this a Japanese mahjong term?
After only a few cards were played, Meng Shaoyuan played a double card, and Matsudaira Ino suddenly shouted: "Wait, let's fire!"
He pushed the card forward: "Three colors are in a row, and the second is a double."
Meng Shaoyuan looked at it and said: "Three colors with the same number of straights, is it called three colors with the same number?"
"Yes, yes, Mr. Cheng."
Matsudaira Ino said proudly: "Second edition, two hundred yuan, sorry."
"It's a small thing."
Meng Shaoyuan gave him two hundred yuan without caring at all.
"Pure and unitary, flowers bloom on the ridge, five times."
"All colors, six colors."
I heard the sounds of Ino Matsudaira, Keiichi Yamamura and Liang Dehu all over my ears.
After all, Matsudaira Ino is the big winner.
Meng Shaoyuan has only played a second round of cards until now.
Those 20,000 yen decreased rapidly.
Seeing more and more money piled in front of him, Matsudaira Ino was overjoyed.
Awesome, awesome.
Twenty thousand yen is almost all back.
"Old man, seven pairs, touch yourself... eleven times, haha, you are so lucky!"
Matsudaira Yinan screamed and slapped the mahjong tiles hard on the table.
"What a blessing."
Meng Shaoyuan muttered, and when he saw that there was not much money left in front of him.
Twenty thousand yen, almost lost in less than four hours.
"Mr. Cheng, you are not lucky today, why don't you come here first."
Li Liangde said hurriedly.
The 20,000 yen is public money. Meng Shaoyuan lost all of it. How will he pay for it when he goes back?
Unexpectedly, Meng Shaoyuan actually made the same mistake that every gambler makes:
If you win, you won’t give up; if you lose, you won’t give up!
I saw him take out a checkbook, write down a few numbers in a flash, and put it in front of Matsudaira Ino: "Give me another 20,000 yen, come again!"
"Master Cheng..."
"Lao Li, shut up!" Meng Shaoyuan's eyes turned red: "Isn't it just a few dollars? Your Mr. Cheng, I have a lot of money!"
Li Liangde was stunned and speechless.
Meeting such a person, Matsudaira Ino couldn't help but check the check. The serious HSBC banker exchanged glances with Keiichi Yamamura, which meant he would continue to kill this playboy.
Without hesitation, he took 20,000 yen and handed it to Meng Shaoyuan. They also asked people to bring some food up, so that everyone could rest their bellies so that they could continue to fight.
While eating, Meng Shaoyuan slurred in his mouth: "I have to double the amount. 100 yuan is too small. Please make it bigger."
bigger?
Matsudaira Ino asked for what he wanted: "Then let's double it, 200 yuan?"
"No, it's still too small. It costs 500 yuan!"
"300, 300!"
Li Liangdehan came down.
Meng Shaoyuan is crazy. Why are you playing so big?
Matsudaira Ino naturally agreed.
Meng Shaoyuan cried out in his heart that it was a pity, Lao Li, why did you have to tell Xiaoli?
Is it easy for your Master Meng?
After finishing a bowl of noodles, Meng Shaoyuan looked impatient: "Come on, come on, hurry up, let's start!"
Do you want to play mahjong?
You actually have the guts to play mahjong with your Master Meng?
Matsudaira Ino, who gave you the courage?
