"Five thousand taels!"
Lin Yue didn't even bother to be surprised, she just sighed softly: "Maybe Mr. Song is too rich, and he just spit out so much... I earn twenty taels per month, and after calculation, I have to look after others for twenty years." My family can only raise five thousand taels, and they have to go without food or drink."
Song Che smiled and said: "Don't you think this world is so unfair? Some people are born with a silver spoon in their mouths, while some people work hard all their lives and are not as good as others."
Lin Yue pouted, "What can we do? It all depends on one's life..."
Of course, Song Che didn't expect much money from a woman, but every extra piece of money would give him more confidence and luck.
"Does Miss Lin know how to make money quickly in Luoyang City?"
"Let's bet."
“Making a fortune by relying on luck is not a sure thing.”
It's not like Song Che has never thought about making a fortune in a gambling house, but almost all gambling houses in Luoyang are monopolized by the Jia family. He just spent ten thousand taels of gold to stabilize the Jia family, and he might not be able to get more money from them. Appropriate.
Lin Yue said: "You are wrong. In Luoyang City, gambling not only relies on luck, but also relies on strength -
Dice and Pai Gow are both popular games. The ones that win the cards are "hard fights", such as cockfighting, dogfighting, and grasshopper fighting. Many dignitaries, even the emperor's relatives, love this kind of game. "
Song Che pursed his lips, "But in this case, the threshold is set high, isn't it?"
Fighting and gambling definitely requires time to cultivate. For example, if you want to cultivate a fighting chicken, it will take at least two and a half years.
"Actually, there are ready-made ones." Lin Yue said: "In addition to tough fights, there is also a more competitive competitive gameplay - horse racing.
A purebred Huma is worth thousands of gold, and ordinary princes and nobles may not be able to afford it. "
Song Che smiled and said: "Prince Anyang is not an ordinary prince or nobleman."
"This is exactly what I want to say," Lin Yue said: "The prince loves horse racing. He even built a 'horse courtyard' in the palace, which houses more than ten horses, all from Hu, Dijon, and Xiqiang. , which the nomads outside the Great Wall bought with huge sums of money.”
Song Che's eyes suddenly lit up, and another idea came to his mind. He asked, "What about the reward for horse racing? Where will the race be held? Who will the race be against? What are the rules?"
Lin Yueyu pointed with her hand, "There is a large plain on the southern outskirts of the city, which is specially used for grazing horses of the imperial army, and can also be used as a horse farm for competitions;
Because the threshold for horse racing is too high, princes and nobles usually make a private appointment first, and the challenger writes a letter of challenge. If the challenger accepts the challenge, both parties can bring their BMWs to the racecourse to compete;
As for the bet, it depends on the negotiation between the two parties. There is no lower limit or upper limit;
The rules of horse racing are usually three horses from each side, divided into three grades of 'upper, middle and lower'. According to the grade competition, the one who can win two of the three games will win. "
"How strong is the prince in the capital's horse racing circle?" Song Che asked.
Lin Yue said: "Of course he is one of the best."
"Which number is one or two?"
"Count two."
"Who is counting one?"
"The prince of the dynasty - there are countless famous horses under the prince's command. Among them is a 'bloody horse', which is said to chase the wind for 800 miles and is the fastest in the world. It is said that when the Liangzhou army defeated the Hu tribe in the past, it was taken from the Hu tribe. What I found under the Khan’s tent is the true mount of the king!”
"Do you know Tian Ji?"
"Frog? I don't know him, but he has eaten it before."
Lin Yue tilted her head and wondered about Song Che: "Why do you ask this?"
If you don’t know him, that’s easy.
"I want to race the prince..."
…
Song Che saved the life of the little princess, gave the princess dozens of silks, and borrowed some good horses for competitions, so it was not a big problem.
"Having been kept in captivity at home for a long time, it is still good to let the horse go out for a run, but to challenge the prince, it is somewhat overestimating one's ability."
Princess Han sighed: "The prince and the prince have never won a horse race, and they have to give away a lot of money every time. His powerful elder brother specializes in cheating his own brothers. Even if the prince is not in the house, he has come to do it several times. A declaration of war."
"Don't worry, Princess. You only need to lend me three BMWs and help me get the next letter of challenge. I promise to win the crown prince tomorrow and help the prince feel proud."
"Alas... Since Mr. Song is so determined, I will immediately send someone to declare a challenge to prevent him from provoking me again," the princess said, and added: "I will provide another five hundred taels for gambling. It doesn’t matter if you lose, it’s all just for fun, sir.”
Not to mention that the princess didn't believe it, everyone believed that they would definitely lose tomorrow.
Lin Yue muttered and complained: "I shouldn't have mentioned this to you. It will not only cause the prince to lose face, but also cause the prince's palace to lose money."
Lost money?
It is impossible to lose money by losing money.
Song Che grabbed the old butler who was about to write a letter of challenge to the prince, and warned him carefully: "Old man, when you go to write a letter of challenge later, you must tell the prince personally how many coins my prince has seized from Dijon." A top-notch BMW can chase the wind and snow for three thousand miles, and defeat all the invincible opponents in the world. Ask him if he has the courage to compete in a race. If he can win, I will give him a thousand taels of lottery money."
"Ah?" The old housekeeper panicked, "Do you really want to tell the prince like this? I usually take care of the housework, but I don't see a top-notch BMW entering the house!"
"Hey," Song Che waved his hand, "I asked you to say this to him, and it will naturally have other effects. Just take what you said to him intact."
"Then Madam..." The old housekeeper asked Princess Han for instructions.
Princess Han smiled bitterly and said: "A thousand taels is a thousand taels, as long as Mr. Song is happy..."
The old housekeeper then retreated.
Lin Yue couldn't say it in public, so she could only pull Song Che aside and persuade her: "The princess lent you the horse and promised to give you five hundred taels for you to play with. Why did you increase it to one thousand taels privately? The old housekeeper has not yet If he goes far away, chase him back quickly."
Song Che shook his head with a smile and didn't say much. He only said one word: "Wait."
wait.
Mo waited for about half an hour.
The old housekeeper ran into the living room panting, with a bit of excitement on his face:
"Madam, the old slave is back... The prince happily accepted the letter of challenge and agreed to meet at the racecourse at three o'clock tomorrow!
The old slave told the prince what Mr. Song said exactly. After hearing this, the prince laughed on the spot and said that he did not need our lottery money. He also said that if we can win him tomorrow, he will pay two thousand taels of lottery money unilaterally. Give it to us! "
"Oh?" Princess Han's eyes were bright, and she smiled as she suddenly realized, "No wonder Mr. Song made provocative remarks. It turned out to be to stimulate the prince and earn his lottery money!"
From what the princess said before, Song Che knew that the prince must be a proud and arrogant person. He deliberately said harsh words to boost his arrogance and increase his desire to win, so as to earn a fortune from him first. In this way, even if the horse race does lose, there will be no loss.
Lin Yue sighed sincerely: "You deserve to make a lot of money."
"Looking at how Mr. Song is chatting and laughing, I'm afraid he has a chance of winning the horse race tomorrow, right?" Princess Han asked with a smile.
Song Che only said: "If I beat the prince tomorrow, it will be like picking something out of a bag; two thousand taels of lottery money will just come at my fingertips!"
