Sure enough, there was a small passenger car with a green roof, a white body, and three red maple leaves printed on it. Hong Tao recognized the words on the car clearly, and asked the driver again, confirming that it was a free pick-up from Huobei Casino.
After the shuttle bus, Zhou Dajiang got on the bus.
There were only two elderly white people in the car. They looked like a couple. They were about 70 years old. They had white hair and wrinkles on their faces. There was a folded carton next to the old lady’s seat.
Wheelchair, I don’t know if it’s a leg injury or some other problem.
The departure time of the shuttle bus is on the hour, and it departs in both directions. According to the driver, there are about 10 such shuttle stations in the city of Toronto. There will be buses departing in both directions every hour to pick up people coming from the casino and all over Toronto.
Customers, as for which stops there are, the driver gave Hong Tao a shuttle bus route map and asked him to read it himself.
"Nah... it must be a rural area. Even the casinos don't have shuttle buses near where I live." Hong Tao looked at the road map. Among the driving tracks marked with lines of various colors, none of them passed by or arrived at him.
The nearest place where I live in King's City is at least 5 kilometers away.
"Your area is a wealthy area, and no one provides free shuttle buses. If you want to go anywhere, you can just drive there. So buses, subways, etc. are not accessible at all, and they don't allow the construction of stations, thinking that it will destroy
It affects the surrounding environment and there are safety issues." Zhou Dajiang seemed to know the Toronto government's ideas very well.
The shuttle bus came out of Pacific Place, turned north, went directly to Highway 407, then walked west along the highway for 15 minutes, then turned south and entered Highway 427, and walked a few kilometers more
, just exited the expressway from the rexdaleblvd exit and passed through the street crossing. Not far away, there was a 6 or 7-story glass curtain wall building standing alone in a wilderness, with a large red sign on it: wood ne.
"This is far enough. We are almost at the airport." Hong Tao was still calculating with a map as usual. According to his judgment, this place is very close to Pearson International Airport and should be diagonally opposite the highway.
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"I think so, look at it above..." Zhou Dajiang didn't have a map, but the low-flying planes passing by in the sky from time to time made him agree with Hong Tao's judgment.
"Let's go in and take a look, and try to win back our air ticket money." Hong Tao patted his pants pocket, full of lofty ideals.
There were 1,000 Canadian dollars in banknotes that he quietly took out from his belt. The remaining US dollars were still in his belt. As the saying goes, if you don't have time, you can use it when you are busy. Now the thing prepared by Fatty Gao really works. Back then, Hong Tao
He also secretly ridiculed that this kind of belt is used by migrant workers, so he said that the wisdom of working people must not be underestimated.
"If I were to come here by myself, I would definitely think that this is a building materials city and there won't be any casinos in sight." Zhou Dajiang said while walking and pointing to the building in front.
"Well, it's true, your Pacific Place doesn't look like a shopping mall, it's built like a museum." Hong Tao also felt that the casino didn't have a very strong aura, probably due to aesthetic issues. People in China are used to seeing the kind of feasting and feasting.
It looks like a flashy entertainment place. When I first saw this overly plain facade, I felt a little uncomfortable.
In front of the casino is a large lawn, as big as a square. But there are really not many people here. When I walked from the parking lot to the gate, I saw a total of 2 people.
In front of the casino, Hong Tao saw a sculpture of a horse, which was quite exquisite. There was also a sign underneath with a lot of text written on it.
"Hey, Lao Zhou, I know why there are so few people. This is not the casino we imagined, this is a racetrack!" Hong Tao was a little curious, walked over and took a look, and then said to Zhou Dajiang who was standing aside.
"Ah! Racecourse? By the way, foreigners should like to bet on horse racing. I saw it when I went to Hong Kong. You can also bet on horse racing. Some betting is enough." Zhou Dajiang was a little disappointed after hearing this. There is basically no such thing as horse racing in China.
, so the interest is not great.
"Let me think about it, will there be horse racing in this winter? What do you think?" Hong Tao still thought more comprehensively.
"Then we don't have to go all the way in vain!" When Zhou Dajiang heard this, his face immediately drooped, and he hurried over with full of hope. He didn't gamble for anything. It seemed that he had extra money to bring the 200 Canadian dollars.
"Not necessarily. Think about it, if there was no project, why would their bus still pull people here? There should still be some fun. Look at the black man over there. He probably lost the bet and has no energy to walk.
"Hong Tao saw a black man coming out of the main entrance. He was quite strong, but his walking posture was too revealing. He looked like a prisoner, looking downcast.
"Don't look twice, it's so frustrating. What are you looking at here? Why is this horse here?" Zhou Dajiang only glanced at the black man and quickly looked away. He was quite superstitious.
"This horse is more famous than you and me. His name is (Northern Dancer). He has participated in 18 major competitions in his life. He has won 5 championships and 2 runner-ups in Canada, and 9 championships and 2 third-places in the United States. Do you know the price of breeding him?
How much is it?" Hong Tao looked at the resume written on the sign and introduced it to Zhou Dajiang.
"Breeding? How much does it cost?" Zhou Dajiang had no idea about such words.
"When it was not famous, the cost of breeding was US$10,000, which included a successful breeding. After it became famous, the cost of breeding was US$1 million, not including successful breeding. This was the price in 1970." Hong Tao looked at these prices and took a breath.
"This is not a horse. This is a money printing machine. When a man goes to a nightclub to find a girl, he still has to spend money. You see, this stallion is living so well that he is so proud of the male animals in the world. He goes out to look for her.
Not only does the mare have to pay for it, but the owner of the mare has to pay 1 million US dollars. This is the gap!" Zhou Dajiang was deeply touched and stared at the statue of the horse, probably thinking,
How great it would be if I could turn into this horse!
"Not only did he make money, but he also left a lot of famous descendants. You see, many champion horses in the UK have his bloodline. It is said that when he died in 1990, more than half of the purebred horses in the world
Horses all have their bloodline." Hong Tao was also a little envious. If a horse can do this, what more could a husband ask for! No, what could a horse ask for?
The two grown men, in front of the statues of these horses, solemnly remembered their glorious lives, silently prayed to their spirits in heaven to bless them, and then strode into the gate of the casino.
After passing through the lobby and entering the lobby on the first floor, you can see all the slot machines as far as the eye can see. It is estimated to be around eight hundred if not a thousand. There are a lot of people here, and about half of the machines have people sitting in front of them.
Hong Tao had been to a casino in Macau in his previous life, and the slot machines he played most often seemed to be different from those in Macau. He went around several times and couldn't find a place to exchange chips or magnetic cards.
"Don't look for it. Look at that old lady. You can just put the money in and play. I guess the equipment here is advanced. You don't need to change chips and magnetic cards." Zhou Dajiang poked Hong Tao from behind and looked around.
Tell him to look to the right.
There was an old lady sitting in front of the row of slot machines on the right. She was holding a 20 Canadian dollar bill and stuffing it into a square hole on the lower right side of the slot machine console. When the bill was eaten by the machine, a message appeared on the screen.
Tips for choosing your bet size.
Hong Tao squinted his eyes and looked carefully from a few meters away. There are many kinds of amounts available, ranging from five cents to five yuan. Moreover, the machine rotates very fast, which means that you will also lose.
Very quickly, the old lady chose to bet 1 Canadian dollar, but she didn't even persist for 3 minutes and lost all 20 Canadian dollars.
"You see, you can play with just cash. The minimum is five cents and the maximum is five yuan. Find a machine and let's try it." Hong Tao watched the whole process and then pulled Zhou Dajiang inside.
"Hey, hey, look, aren't those the old couple in the car?" While passing by the rows of slot machines, Zhou Dajiang suddenly pulled Hong Tao and pointed to a person in a wheelchair in front of the row of machines on the right.
the old lady said.
"Don't point at others, look, they have noticed you." Hong Tao looked in the direction of Zhou Dajiang's finger, and sure enough he saw the old lady in the car sitting in a wheelchair playing slot machines, and the old man stood beside her
Behind him, watching her play. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
