Ma Jianbing gritted his teeth and sold until he closed the stall and sent away the last customer. It was already completely dark.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mao Daqiang and the other two people throwing away the cigarette butts that were clearly extinguished in their hands, getting up and walking towards here, looking at their nieces every now and then: "Yin, Yin Yin..."
Xu Yin neatly put away the empty pots and pots, removed the door panel that served as a countertop, put it horizontally on the tricycle, then put the stove with the charcoal flame out on the car, and raised his head: "What are you waiting for?
Let’s go! Aren’t we going to play a few rounds?”
"Ah? You, you, are going too?" Ma Jianbing stuttered, "How can this be done! Well, that's not a place you can go."
Xu Yin looked at him and sneered: "Uncle, you can go, why can't I go? I have more money than you! Most of this money belongs to me!"
As she spoke, she shook the money box in her hand.
Mao Daqiang and the other three were overjoyed and came up to them with smiles:
"Since my niece wants to learn to play, let's go together!"
"That's right! Ours is not like other mahjong parlors or chess and card rooms, where you can play a few games of mahjong and be divided into different levels. Anyone who wants to play can come."
"Let's go, let's go! I'm all hungry! Bingzi, your business is really good. I wanted to wait for you to close the stall and eat two unsold sesame seeds for dinner, but I didn't expect that they were all sold out? I make a lot of money every day.
ah?"
Ma Jianbing didn't dare to fart.
Xu Yin smiled lightly and said, "I own this cake stall, and my uncle is just here to help me sell cakes."
"Oh! So my niece is the boss? She's really good at such a young age! Can she make a lot of money in a month?"
“It’s really okay.”
The three people gathered around Xu Yin and started boasting. If they were more vain, they could really be praised to the top.
When he arrived at the mahjong parlor, Mao Daqiang took the initiative to buy a few packs of biscuits from the canteen next door. He said he was hungry to fill his stomach, and after a while he had enough fun and went to have a midnight snack.
It doesn’t say who will buy the midnight snack. Generally speaking, it must be the winner.
Xu Yin opened the package of biscuits and sat down at the mahjong table while eating: "Hurry up and come!"
"..."
Ma Jianbing was dumbfounded: "Yinyin, do you really want to play?"
"If you don't want to play when you're here, why am I here?"
"Yes, yes! It's just a few games of mahjong. Bingzi, you are a bit too lenient."
Mao Daqiang and the other three pushed Ma Jianbing to the side and sat down with smiles.
Ma Jianbing grimaced and sat down at the memorial tablet diagonally behind his little ancestor.
Can Xu Yin play mahjong? Of course she can!
I used to make mahjong tiles and play by myself when I was extremely bored in several mission worlds.
But it’s only limited to those who know how to do it. When it comes to card counting, I can’t do it. If I can count, I don’t bother to do it. It’s just for fun. It’s boring to play to burn your brain.
But this time, she turned on the cheating device of scene simulation and started counting cards seriously.
Good luck on the first hand, I touched it myself, and got a tie!
The second one, Mao Daqiang's careless throw was exactly what she wanted, and she won!
The third one, the fourth one, the fifth one...
The next player won't want the useless cards she knocked down, but the next player won't be able to get them if they want.
She takes all the cards played by her superiors.
She wins almost every game:
"I'll take it, thank you!"
"Okay, thank you!"
"Touch yourself, thank you!"
"..."
This is too damn fast!
Mao Daqiang and the three of them looked at each other. They really didn't mean to let things go.
To say that I dragged Ma Jianbing to play with me yesterday was a bit of a joke. I wanted him to come today, tomorrow... and from now on. I didn't expect that this kid is smarter than before. He ran away when he won. I went to find him today, but he actually couldn't tell me that he would come.
.
As for his niece, I heard on the way here that she had never played before. She thought she was a novice and might not be willing to play again after playing once, so she didn’t think about cheating. She wished she could win all the money in her money box and try again.
He helped Ma Jianbing get down from the table to save the situation and get back double the money he won yesterday.
did not expect……
The three of them looked at each other knowingly and planned to do something.
Xu Yin has been waiting for this moment.
No, as soon as Mao Daqiang made a move, she caught him in action.
"If you can't beat me, will you cheat?"
She threw Mao Daqiang away from the mahjong table, and the mahjong tiles he had just touched before he had a chance to look at them fell to the ground with two clatters.
Xu Yin stepped on his heart: "I'm telling you! The service of this mahjong parlor is so good. They invite people to play mahjong, drink tea and snacks, and then sit down and play with them. It's like playing mahjong for a long time.
Are you a prankster under the guise of being a companion and want to win money from customers? Auntie, I will teach you a lesson for those unlucky gamblers today!"
He was beaten so hard that there was no time for the other two people and the owner of the mahjong parlor who came after hearing the news to react.
The moment his niece stepped on Mao Daqiang's heart, Ma Jianbing obediently stepped aside. He knew that she wanted to do it, knew that she would do it, but when she actually did it, he still couldn't help but tremble in his heart and mourned for Mao Daqiang.
If you are caught cheating, there is no point in trying to reason with anyone.
Unless you go to the police and complain.
But does Mao Daqiang dare?
If he dares, his boss won't let him do it.
Those who open casinos fear the most are the police.
Therefore, not only was Mao Daqiang's beating in vain, but if he still wanted to survive in this industry, he would have to apologize afterward.
The niece wins!
As he expected, the boss not only failed to help Mao Daqiang, but also kicked him severely. In front of the other table gamblers who gathered around to watch the excitement, he said sadly:
"Da Qiang, Da Qiang, how could you do such a thing? When you come to work in my store, have I stressed over and over again: Ours is a serious chess and card room, for people to have fun after dinner, not for gambling.
A shabby gambling den won't do that kind of thing."
Mao Daqiang almost vomited a mouthful of old blood, but the boss said so, so he had no choice but to accept it, otherwise he would never want to work here again.
"Boss, I didn't mean it. I accidentally touched two of them when I was touching them. I was about to put them back, but Xiao Xu misunderstood them."
"Yes, yes, Daqiang would not do such a thing."
"We can testify for Daqiang. This time it was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." Seeing this, the other two people hurriedly helped.
Xu Yin sneered and kicked the mahjong table upside down: "Are you bullying me that I can't compete with you all alone?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her foot and crushed a mahjong tile that had fallen to her feet. The eye-catching mahjong tile instantly shattered into pieces.
Everyone: "..."
Is this called being single and weak?
"Forget it, who told me not to understand the rules of this industry? When someone politely invited me to play a few games, I took it seriously. I didn't expect that playing mahjong would be like playing a palace drama. It's annoying! It will still happen in the future.
Just concentrate on selling my sesame cakes!"
After saying that, he called Ma Jianbing: "Uncle, let's go! I won't come again! It's boring! You are not allowed to come either! If you dare to come, I will break your legs! I'll clear this place again!"
"I won't come, I won't come! I definitely won't come!"
While Ma Jianbing responded, he quickly collected the money won by his niece and followed her out of the mahjong parlor.
Everyone looked at each other in shock. Some gamblers didn't know what words they heard, so they took the opportunity to withdraw.
The others ran away when they saw the cards. Four were short of one, and four were short of two. How could they play? They simply broke up and went back to their respective houses.
When the boss saw that the store was completely empty, he was so angry that he raised his hand and gave Mao Daqiang a slap in the face: "You guys can't even do anything, you losers!"