Zhao Cheng was stunned, what's going on? I'm so unwelcoming, why should you curse me before leaving?
Zhou Rushuang saw that Zhao Cheng seemed a little angry, so she quickly took his hand and said, "Husband, don't worry about it. Mr. Dong is straightforward and always speaks like this."
How could Zhao Cheng be really angry? He was so familiar with an old gentleman. He patted Zhou Rushuang's hand and said, "It's okay. Now that I've moved here, I can finally rest assured. You stay at home and don't go out. I'm going to the south of the city." Look at the production of MSG.”
Zhou Rushuang nodded in agreement and went to clean up without mentioning it.
Zhao Cheng left the house and went straight to the warehouse in the south of the city.
Yesterday he took the barbarians out of the city to mow the grass. Only half of it was completed, and there were still a dozen large tanks that were not filled.
Because the Qingshui River runs through the city, to go from the old city to the new city, you can either cross the crossing and take a boat; or you can go around to the east of the city, cross the bridge at the narrowest point of the Qingshui River, and then go to the new city.
Zhao Cheng thought it was a long way around the bridge, so he got on the boat from the ferry. He gave instructions to go to Xincheng, paid the boatman the money, and leaned in the cabin with his eyes closed to rest.
Not long after, we crossed the Qingshui River and arrived at Xincheng.
Zhao Cheng stepped ashore on the gangplank and was about to walk to the warehouse when he suddenly heard a man's voice coming from behind.
"Hey, Brother Cheng, I've had a hard time looking for you these past few days!"
He looked back and saw a very honest-looking man with a medium build, a round face and a black beard standing behind him.
"You are..." Zhao Cheng didn't recognize this person at all.
"You don't remember who I am? Are you really sick and stupid?" the man asked.
Zhao Cheng gave up his efforts and replied: "I'm very sorry. Since the last serious illness, all the past memories have disappeared. I really don't know who you are."
The man laughed and said, "No way? I am Sun Xiaotie!"
"Sun Xiaotie?" Zhao Cheng tried his best to recall, but still couldn't remember anything.
Sun Xiaotie sighed: "I didn't expect Brother Cheng to be so sick."
"We are good brothers. We have known each other for more than ten years. You just forgot about me?"
Zhao Cheng shook his head: "Sorry, I really can't remember."
Sun Xiaotie no longer dwelled on this matter, and stretched out his hand to pat Zhao Cheng on the shoulder: "I happen to be free today, how about you? Let's try our luck by playing a few games?" He also made a dice-throwing motion.
Zhao Cheng suddenly realized why he always felt that something was wrong with Zhou Rushuang's teacher, and what he said was a bit inexplicable. At first, he was still a little confused. But when this "good brother" appeared and mentioned "playing two tricks", Zhao Cheng immediately understood Mr. Dong's metaphor.
"Haha! Let's go! Try your luck with a few games!" Zhao Cheng pretended to be in high spirits.
Most people who are addicted to gambling cannot have money in their hands. As soon as they have money, they want to go to the casino to win back the money they lost last time.
Sun Xiaotie was also very happy. He put his arms around Zhao Cheng's shoulders and said very affectionately: "We two brothers haven't seen each other for many days. After we win the money, we two brothers will find a place to have a good drink and talk about our friendship. .”
Zhao Cheng is naturally capable of doing everything. He is now basically sure that what Mr. Dong said before leaving was to remind him not to gamble.
In other words, Sun Xiaotie's waiting here was premeditated. Sun Xiaotie should have just stabbed him with the knife, but who would be the wielder of the knife? Is it Li Dashan, or Mr. Bai who came to Beijing?
Unable to figure it out, Zhao Cheng decided to follow Sun Xiaotie. Firstly, he wanted to see what the purpose of these people was in setting up a trap to harm him; secondly, he wanted to know why Mr. Dong knew about it in advance and gave a warning.
Following Sun Xiaotie, he walked through the streets and alleys, twisting and turning, and soon arrived in front of a very large house. In front of the house was a huge gold-inlaid signboard with four big words: Wansheng Gambling House.
Sun Xiaotie was obviously a regular visitor to the gambling house. When he passed by the counter at the door, he threw out a dime of silver in exchange for chips.
Zhao Cheng reached into his pocket and took out thirty coins, placed it on the counter, and exchanged it for chips as well.
Sun Xiaotie glanced at Zhao Cheng's actions from the corner of his eye, enthusiastically handed over a handful of chips, and said: "How can a few dozen coins be enough? Use mine first, and then return it to me if you win."
Zhao Cheng took it with a smile, bowed his hand to Sun Xiaotie, and started wandering around the casino.
The interior of the financial field is divided into areas, and the gameplay in each area is different, such as odd and even, dice, four-door treasures, Pai Gow, clan ghosts, Hu Hua, counting warehouses, and gambling, there are simply countless.
After Zhao Cheng walked around, he stayed in the area where the bets were placed. On the surface, his attention was devoted to the bets, but in fact, he was secretly observing Sun Xiaotie's condition.
"White Tiger 100!" Zhao Cheng threw the chips in his hand to the right and waited for the dealer to draw the treasure.
"Open the blue dragon, the banker rushes in."
Zhao Cheng noticed that Sun Xiaotie had only played for a while, and he didn't look too involved. He was always looking towards him furtively, and he knew that this guy must have something up his sleeve, maybe he was planning something.
In the second hand, Zhao Cheng bet on Qinglong, and the dealer paid three for one, and Zhao Cheng suddenly had more chips in his hand.
As if to go against Mr. Dong's prophecy, Zhao Cheng wandered around the gambling house, always losing less and winning more. It didn't take long before his chips doubled several times.
Sun Xiaotie, on the other hand, suffered consecutive defeats and lost all his chips without much effort.
"Brother Cheng, how are you? How are your palms?"
Zhao Cheng smiled and said: "It's not bad." He shook the bag of chips in his hand.
Sun Xiaotie said enviously: "Why are you so lucky today? I've already lost all my money."
Zhao Cheng grabbed a handful of chips and handed them to him and said, "I just lent you the chips, and now I'll give them back to you."
Sun Xiaotie stretched out his hand to block it: "Forget it, it doesn't cost much, so let's stop fighting between us brothers."
He looked at the crowds of people around him and said to Zhao Cheng: "I just met a few poker friends. I'm also having bad luck today. I want to get together to try some luck. How about you? Come to my house and play a few games?"
Zhao Chengxin said: "It seems that the gambling house is just a foreplay. At this moment, the main show has just begun. Sun Xiaotie has gone through such a big circle, presumably just to say this sentence?"
"Well, I'm very lucky today. Let's go to your house and play a few games!" Zhao Cheng exchanged all the chips he won into silver taels, and there were actually as many as two taels.
Sun Xiaotie said enviously: "Brother Cheng is so lucky today, I will definitely win a few more in the future!"
Sun Xiaotie's home is located in the south of the city, in a low courtyard in a Qijui alley. Not long after Zhao Cheng and Sun Xiaotie came back, two other gamblers had already arrived as scheduled. As soon as they entered the door, they shouted, "Where's Xiaotie? Hurry and get some." Food, I’m starving to death.”
