Chapter 18 Playing Poker

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When Ying Zheng went out refreshed, he found that each of his ministers was holding a big bowl.

Wang Ben found a tree stump and squatted on it.

Zhang Han spread some hay and sat directly on the ground.

Meng Yi leaned on the big tree.

Everyone was eating instant noodles seriously, the scene was so spectacular!

"Father, do you want some noodles?"

Xiao Zhengtai blinked his innocent big eyes and asked seriously.

Little did they know that with this harmless look, he had just made nearly 30,000 yuan!

This is equivalent to the income of a strong man who has not eaten or drank for ten years!

Seeing everyone eating so seriously, Ying Zheng naturally accepted everyone who came.

After breakfast, everyone set out on the road again.

"You think... are we at a disadvantage?"

"A bag of instant noodles costs 100 fen. Why did we end up spending 1,500 fen on it?"

Meng Yi was riding on the horse, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

"There is no other way. We all want to buy it. The young master just came up with this idea and let us bid on it ourselves!"

Zhang Han spread his hands and felt helpless.

It was so satisfying when I ate instant noodles. Looking back now, the price was really high. I could go to the brothel for half a month!

"Then as long as we don't fight or grab it, everyone can still buy it for a hundred cents!"

After all, they were too greedy and wanted to buy more bags. In the end, they paid a high price and only bought one bag.

The other ministers slapped their foreheads with annoyance on their faces!

no way!

Even if their intestines are full of regret, it is impossible for Xiaoshota to return their money!

Now he is sitting in the carriage and is so bored that he is counting his hair!

Yunyang is still a few days away from Xianyang on the road. How can you go crazy just sitting in a carriage like this?

It doesn't matter to the scumbag dad, he can just reminisce and chat with his mother, what should he do?

no!

Gotta find a way!

If I remember correctly, there seemed to be a deck of playing cards in the backpack!

Thinking of this, his chubby little hands began to rummage in the backpack.

"I found you!"

After rummaging for a long time, I finally dug it out from under my backpack.

This was a system reward when he was in the village. His playmates were all milk babies, pure milk babies. Even if he told them, they wouldn't know how to play, so he was the one who got the best of them!

I was almost thrown away several times, but in the end I didn’t give up!

It just so happens that I don’t have the money to throw it away, otherwise I would be so bored that my hair would grow!

"That scumbag dad...ah! It's my father! Father, let's play a game to kill some time?"

After finding the playing cards, Shota grinned.

There are exactly three people in the carriage now. They can fight for the landlord, and time will pass much faster!

"Playing a game? What game?"

Ying Zheng and Lian Er were having a lively chat when they were suddenly interrupted, looking slightly unhappy.

"Play poker!"

Little Shota took out the playing cards in his hand and placed them on the table of the carriage.

In later generations, he often played with his roommates.

I haven't played it since I came here, but it suffocated him!

"This is called poker, and the three of us just play together!"

"Playing poker?"

"That's right!"

Little Shota nodded.

Then Ying Zheng hit him with a punch.

boom!

A muffled sound!

Fortunately, the desk was made of good wood, otherwise it would have been smashed into pieces by him.

"What fun is there in playing poker? The Qin army only smashes walnuts with bare hands, so they can practice their skills!"

Ying Zheng's face was full of disdain and confusion.

My day!

What I said about playing poker is not really playing poker!

"Come, come, come, I'll teach you!"

Xiao Zhengtai suppressed his annoyance and patiently explained to him.

In fact, the method of fighting landlords is very simple, and two adults will understand it after listening to it twice!

"Hey! What did I think it was! Isn't it just a new type of gambling?"

After this explanation, Ying Zheng understood immediately.

What about consecutive pairs, king bombs, and spring, they are all gambling in different ways.

The three of them got the hang of it after a few tries.

"There's nothing wrong with you saying that!"

Little Shota nodded.

"Then let's continue playing?"

"It's so boring to just touch your fingers for nothing, how about some gambling money?"

"Gambling money?"

Ying Zheng spread his hands, "I have no money!"

"..."

Right!

He is the emperor, how can he carry money with him?

"It doesn't matter if you don't have money. You can make a note and give it to me later when you have money!"

"Baitiao?"

Ying Zheng felt very new about this word.

"Just write all the money you lose on paper, sign and pledge it as proof, and give it to me when you have money!"

"good!"

Ying Zhengyang agreed quickly.

"Then let's get started!"

The three people in the car started fighting with the case as the center.

"Wang Zha, give me money, give me money!"

"Spring, you lose!"

"Yes, I ran away!"



Ying Feiyu relied on the experience of later generations to kill Ying Zheng and Lian'er, leaving no trace behind.

He definitely can't take his mother's money, but the old man's money is worth a penny!

The game is not big, ten cents is one cent, and on average, each game costs more than thirty cents!

Although Ying Zheng keeps losing, he loses happily.

Different from gambling in the past, in addition to luck, poker also requires strategizing and knowing oneself and the enemy, which makes him very addicted!

In the next few days, apart from eating and sleeping, the three of them had been fighting landlords.

By the time the carriage arrived in Xianyang, Ying Zheng had lost more than 50,000 yuan unknowingly!

I have accumulated a pile of Baitiao!

"Your Majesty, we are approaching Xianyang City!"

While Ying Zheng was fingerprinting another piece of white paper, Wang Ben reported outside the carriage.

"knew!"

Ying Zheng grimaced.

It's not because he lost money, it's because when he arrives in Xianyang City, he will return to his status as emperor!

In addition to eating and sleeping every day, there are endless government affairs to deal with and endless memorials to approve!

"It's here, it's here, it's finally here!"

Ying Feiyu excitedly put away the playing cards and a bunch of IOUs, ran to the carriage and lifted the curtain.

Xianyang is the capital of the Qin Empire. It is located in the hinterland of Qinchuan 800 miles away. It has a strategic location. He has long wanted to visit it!

Now that I have the opportunity to travel through time, wouldn’t it be in vain if I didn’t visit Xianyang?

But what he didn't expect was that not only would he come to Xianyang, he would also become Ying Zheng's son, and he would also live in Xianyang Palace in the future!

The carriage drove slowly on the galloping road.

This was built under the orders of Ying Zheng after he unified the six kingdoms.

With Xianyang City as the center, there are broad roads leading to all parts of the country.

It also provided a lot of help for him on his eastward tour, so that it would not be too bumpy.

The first thing that catches the eye is the tall and towering city wall, which stretches endlessly.

The city gates are wide open.

In addition to the pedestrians coming and going, there are also a small group of people standing with their hands behind their hands, looking forward to it, as if they are waiting for something!

Due to the arrival of Ying Feiyu, the course of history has changed, and the changes in Dune Palace have also been artificially deduced in advance.

To avoid such a thing happening, Ying Zheng sent someone to send a message to Fusu, the young master of Shangjun, on the second day and returned to Xianyang as quickly as possible!

Among the people waiting in front of the city gate at this time, there was Young Master Fusu!