Looking at the endless stream of customers in the alley, Bai Lang couldn't help but sigh. Even though he knew that nine times out of ten he would lose, there were still so many people throwing themselves into the trap. They all thought that he was the one who won in the end? Or is it because of the addictive nature of gambling that drives these people to be moths in the flames?
Of course, not everyone who comes to Qianfang to make money is a gambler. There are also quite a few people who use money borrowing shops to make interpersonal relationships.
For example, some big businessmen set up a game among themselves, and the environment and privacy of the money-borrowing shop allow them to play a few games and chat, and the winning and losing are all in the pockets of acquaintances. Qianfang only charges some "tea money".
Sometimes Qianfang will even act as an intermediary, bringing people who need to know each other together at a table to play and see if they can establish friendship.
But since there are people who use Qianfang to make up the situation, there are good situations and bad situations. Where there are friendships, there will also be grudges and irritations with each other.
So the real big bets come from the bets between these big businessmen or officials in the private rooms. The money owed by the big merchants was basically taken from the Qianfang when they lost their eyes due to grudges and anger. Some of the people who realized the seriousness of the problem later went on to settle the issue. Some have the naive idea of holding on and paying it back slowly, and eventually disappear.
After all, there are still very few people in the world with the same background as Zeng Fei.
Bailang, as the town hall of the new place, needs to be aware of the people he interacts with. Especially those distinguished guests who have a good reputation in Yongchuan City. There is no need to get close, but you must know who is who, what skills are behind them, and how strong the relationship is. Zhang Wu, who was standing next to Bai Lang, introduced these matters to Bai Lang one by one.
From noon to evening, Bai Lang felt that his face was frozen with laughter. He simply said hello and exchanged a few words with the people from the sword shop who came to congratulate him and the respectable gamblers in Yongchuan City. Let’s look at Liu She and Yu Ping. They are two people who are able to deal with each other easily and talk happily. It's not like he is physically and mentally exhausted.
"Zhentang, it's like this at the beginning. The coming and going of these people is really troublesome. But once you get familiar with it and you know the number one person in your heart, the lake will be simple." Zhang Wu comforted beside him.
"Haha, is this how you came here?" Bai Lang smiled and nodded. Zhang Wu's performance today really impressed him. There were hundreds of people, and Zhang Wu remembered everyone clearly, as if he had a small notebook in his head. This really saved Bailang a lot of effort and a lot of trouble. At least he wouldn't be embarrassed on the first day of opening because of unfamiliar people.
"Yes, Zhentang. When I first started memorizing these people's information, I remember my head hurting every day. It took me a long time to memorize them."
"This is what you pay for eating. It seems that it is right to let you lead me to the hall. If it weren't for you today, I would have to hide in the dormitory and not come out. I might be laughed at."
"The Zhentang's words are serious. Zhang Wu only has a little ability. It's my honor to be able to help the Zhentang."
Patting Zhang Wu's arm, Bai Lang turned around and walked into the alley, saying, "Let's go, it's past dinner time, and the place is the hottest. Let's go in and take a look."
"Good town hall."
When the two of them entered the venue, as Bai Lang said, it was just after dinner, which was the busiest time of the day in Qianfang. Usually this kind of excitement can last until late at night.
After all, you need to have money in your pocket to make money. Most people can only make money by working, so except for those who don't do serious things and stay in the money shop during the day, most gamblers come to play at night.
The huge lobby was already crowded and noisy.
Bailang had been taken to Qianfang by Zhou Dong to see the world before. Although he had never played there himself, he was no stranger to the scenes in Qianfang.
Here, especially in the hall, the people playing are all leeks, and the one who cuts the leeks is Qianfang.
Every table, no matter what the gameplay is, is managed by the table officials of Qianfang. Rolling dice, playing dominoes, rolling balls... there are no exceptions to any of them.
In other words, Qianfang sent people out to defeat many. This is what is commonly known as "bookmaker".
And wanting to be a "banker" is not an easy task. At least in Yongchuan City's Qianfang, no one can be worthy of being a banker.
First of all, you must have enough confidence to cope with various situations. That means you have to be rich enough! Have the confidence to pay out any level of bet.
Secondly, you must have superb gambling skills to deal with all kinds of gamblers. And various winning and losing techniques to control the situation. After all, a table cannot be a total loser or a total win. You only need to control the winning and losing ratio at six to four or 55% to 45%. Of course, more is the winner for the banker, and less is the winner for the gambler.
Generally speaking, Qianfang in Yongchuan City is a "serious" place. Don't allow others to come and ask for money, and you won't be able to ask for money yourself. It relies on the tactics of desk officials.
A table comes and goes and no one cares about the fool who lost all his money. Only the lucky ones who win will be remembered. Over and over, sometimes the desk officer controls 60% of the guests to lose and 40% of the guests to win. On the contrary, the surviving bias will regard him as a "rookie desk officer" who feels that he can be bullied and has the most gamblers looking for his table.
The table official has to sign a contract of sale with Qianfang. Because Qianfang bought them from Yakou and trained them since childhood. They are not members of the knife studio, but Qianfang, or the important "assets" of the knife studio.
However, it is not clear to Bai Lang how the table officers were trained and where they were trained. It is a secret in the knife studio.
Of course, if you encounter a master that the table official cannot defeat, you need to deal with it in other ways.
After passing through the lobby, there is a screen barrier on the side, which eliminates a lot of noise and the menacing people roaming the hall, preventing ordinary gamblers from disturbing the distinguished guests in the wing behind the screen.
"You need to keep an eye on the wing. Don't let anything go wrong with us on the first day."
"Don't worry, Zhentang. All the familiar brothers are keeping an eye on the wing, and there are people patrolling around. Nothing will happen."
But as soon as Zhang Wu finished speaking, Bai Lang frowned. In his spiritual sense, he felt that someone outside the venue seemed to be yelling and scolding. It's just that the venue was too noisy and I couldn't hear clearly. So Bailang turned around and walked outside.
As soon as I arrived outside the venue, I heard my brothers shouting.
"This is not the place for you to come. Leave quickly! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"
"Haha, the gate of Qianfang faces all directions. We are not here to cause trouble, but to see what the Qianfang, which is known as the largest and best in Yongchuan City, looks like. Why are you still blocking the way? We are worried that we can't afford to lose money if we lose. ?"
Bai Lang's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the leader of the group of people blocked outside was the unlucky guy who had one of his ears cut off in Qunxiang Garden a few days ago!
