Volume 1: Storm in the Western Region Chapter 129: Out of place
Zhao Rang came here to look for someone, not to cause trouble, so he did not let Zhang San take out the silver ingot.
"What, you still want to see it all in vain?"
When the man saw that Zhao Rang was silent, he immediately raised his voice and said.
As soon as the voice got louder, four or five people came out of the room cheering, some were tall, some were short, some were fat, some were thin, but everyone had a stern look on their face, looking bitter and resentful.
Four or five people surrounded Zhao Rang and Zhang San, as if they would not be able to leave without giving them money.
Zhao Rang took a deep breath, calmed down, and warned himself, "Don't do it... don't do it...". Not only is it unnecessary to do anything with these people, it will also make the things to be done more complicated.
Let me ask you, if you see a person knocking down four or five trouble-seeking gangsters with three strokes, five divided by two, how will you feel when this person comes to ask you for questions?
Since you have decided not to take action, you have to find another reason.
These gangsters are different from charlatans.
Jiang Hu Ke at least still has some loyalty, but the gangsters are unprincipled and short-sighted. They only think about how to squeeze the money out of Zhao Rang and Zhang San at the moment, and do not consider the consequences of doing so.
Maybe they felt that there were too many people on their side. Although Zhao Rang looked like a practicing master, but there was a thin monkey beside him who was dragging him down, how could he make a huge difference?
"Clang!"
There was a crisp sound in the room where these gangsters came out.
Zhao Rang heard the sound of the dice falling into the sieve cup, and he quickly had an idea and said:
"You guys are just kidding about fighting bugs! When I turn the banker's winning pockets upside down, I will reward you with some scraps, enough for you to eat meat every day for a month!"
But even the tone of what he said was changed. He was so arrogant and arrogant. He was even worse than a bastard!
Zhang San was afraid that someone might not understand, so he imitated Zhao Rang's accent and translated it again in Western dialect.
"You want to talk more? We understand!"
One of the gangsters at the head glared at Zhang San and said, so scared that he quickly tightened his neck.
"Outlander, you said you wanted to go in and gamble?"
After rushing to Zhang San, the bastard turned to Zhao Rang and asked.
Zhao Rang replied without hesitation:
"certainly!"
"Why, you think I can't afford it?"
The gangsters obviously hadn't made up their minds yet and looked at each other. Zhao Rang knew that he had to give them some strong medicine, otherwise it would be difficult for him, a foreigner, to get into their game.
After saying that, Zhao Rang smoothed his clothes to make the shape of the silver ingot in his arms stand out.
Sure enough! When these gangsters saw the outline of the silver ingot in Zhao Rang's arms, they were all stunned on the spot. The leader of the gangsters reacted quickly and immediately moved the wooden table across the door, not caring that it fell to the ground due to the vibration.
Scorpion said cheerfully:
"Come on, Master, come in quickly! There are a lot of things to play in, so you'll be happy!"
There is a musty smell in the house.
In a dry place like the West, it's unusual to smell a musty smell.
After walking through a narrow corridor, Zhao Rang came to the main hall of the house.
I couldn't tell the size of this room when I was outside, but I didn't expect that seven tables could be placed in the main hall.
Each table has different games, and the people who play different games are mostly divided by occupation.
For example, carpenters like to play Pai Gow, and bricklayers like to simply compare their sizes. Just like the people waiting to pick up jobs at the door of Taihe Residence, they seem to like to get together based on their occupations.
The table in the middle is where the dice numbers are compared.
Bricklayers make up the majority today, so the games they like to play can be right in the middle.
A simple act gave these low-level people, who were almost trampled in the mud, an indescribable sense of vanity. Although each bet was still a few coins, the shouting sound was definitely louder than other tables.
Much bigger!
The gangster led Zhao Rang to the hall, but he did not come in himself.
Although these bastards have no sense of loyalty or conscience at all, they do have their own rules for the occasion. They are the people who "set up tables and chairs" outside, using scorpion fights to attract the attention of others, and then extort some money. If you encounter
When a stranger like Zhao Rang wants to come in and have fun, they will test it out to see if they are really here to spend money, or if they are traveling with friends to cause trouble.
Zhao Rang is obviously the former.
People who are brought in by gangsters can move around the house without hindrance.
Zhao Rang saw that there were doors on the left and right of the main hall. Although one of the doors was tightly closed, the Mi Mi sound coming from inside told everyone what was happening inside.
"You can play whatever you want. If you want to go into the house to play, you have to wait. There is only one girl here, so you have to come first, first served, right?"
Seeing Zhao Rang's eyes looking at the closed door, the gangster explained to him with a smile.
Zhao Rang showed that he was extremely adaptable to the environment here and said:
"I will be happy in love, but disappointed in the casino. Wait until I kill a few people before I go to have a romantic relationship! Don't worry, little brother, you are indispensable!"
After saying that, he patted the gangster on the shoulder, and then walked into the main hall with Zhang Sanyi.
Most of them are regular customers, and they basically live in Hehua Lane. They usually take jobs together, work together, and when they have enough money, they gamble, drink and brag together, so they all know each other.
At first glance, he looked like an outsider, but two of them came at once. Even the bricklayers who were shouting at each other and having fun with each other felt a little embarrassed.
While they were thinking about the number of the dice in the sieve cup, they had to look at Zhao Rang distractedly.
From their dress and demeanor, they could also see that Zhao Rang was definitely not the same type of person as the person who came here. But he just came without any disgust, which made people even more curious.
After a while, everyone at the table secretly hoped that Zhao Rang would stay at his table and join the game.
Zhao Rang is not a lucky god, and joining the game will not allow them to win money, but they hope so. It seems that Zhao Rang's joining will not only bring them good luck, but also wealth! Just like some people say
As a friend of mine, people like to use this method to increase their own worth.
In the end, Zhao Rang stood at the larger table.
Several of the bricklayers immediately showed proud expressions, squinting their eyes slightly, trying to make a "disdainful" look, and scanning the other six tables.
There was no special reason why Zhao Rang chose the size comparison. It was simply because the size comparison was in the center, the most spacious place, and the only place with two stools.
When Zhao Rang approached the table, the bricklayers automatically moved out of the way. Some even moved the stool out to signal him to sit down.
Zhao Rang Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the stool with his arms propped on the edge of the gambling table, looking at the dice and sieve cup in the dealer's hand and said:
"Oh! It's still made of copper! No wonder the sound was so crisp just now!"
Zhao Rang had only seen using copper to make dice in the very high-end gambling houses in the north. Copper dice are made by pouring them into molds. They are solid inside and there is no space for manipulation. In addition, the weight of copper and the
The hardness is very good, and the made dice can be used for a long time. And the yellow-orange color is very similar to gold. For gamblers who come here to make a fortune, it is undoubtedly a color that can cheer up the spirit!
"Your Majesty, you have a good eye. This is something that was leaked from the palace of the previous dynasty."
The banker, who was originally uninterested, immediately became energetic after hearing Zhao Rang's praise and praised himself for being such a good guy.
"Well, I can see it. It's a pity that there are a few dice missing, only two!"
The dealer seemed to want to show off something. He suddenly swallowed the words as he spoke, then impatiently picked up the sieve cup, threw the dice in, and said:
"Buy and leave!"
Different from the previous times, this time the dealer called twice in succession, but no one placed a bet.
The group of bricklayers were all looking at Zhao Rang.
There was a tacit understanding between them, that is, they must do the same as Zhao Rangba.
"Why, do you think you can get close to me when you come?"
The dealer said impatiently.
The big and small game is a quick game, and the games are played very quickly. As long as the dealer has enough energy, he can open hundreds of games in an hour!
"Fourth brother, don't talk about us either. It's true that there's a newcomer, but he's not the uncle. Who knows?"
The speaker was a young man.
Zhao Rang glanced at him and knew that he was not a mason, but a shill for the banker's group, in order to fan the flames, stimulate the gamblers' mood, and make them bet even more crazily, preferably not even a penny.
Keep.
A bookmaker is definitely the worst businessman in the world who knows how to chase away customers. Even if he thinks so in his heart, he can't say it with his mouth. That's why he found someone to speak for him. This person just said something to Zhao Rang.
Gong Huo, to put it harshly, is to tell him not to occupy the manhole and not shit! If you want to be an uncle and sit on the stool, you have to show some foundation, otherwise you should step aside as soon as possible to save everyone's anxiety.
Zhao Rang calmly took out a silver ingot.
The silver ingots he brought were the same as those given to Zhang San, both of which were one hundred taels.
"Oh...I didn't bring any change when I went out!"
Muttering, Zhao Rang stood up suddenly, took out the black steel knife from his opened pocket, and then slashed hard, neatly dividing the silver ingot into two halves.
"Well, how about a handful of fifty taels, can we play with it?"
The dealer was shocked speechless by Zhao Rang's hand...
"More? That's okay..."
Zhao Rang said with pretense of regret, then drew his knife again and divided the silver ingot into two halves again, so that one piece would be twenty-five taels.
"How about it, can we play now? If it's any less, I won't play. It's too boring!"
The voice fell for a long time, but there was still no answer from the banker.
Zhao Rang was about to put away four pieces of silver ingots. The dealer grabbed his arm and said:
"Uncle! You really agree! The biggest thing on my table is ten taels of silver. You want to play a hand of twenty-five taels. Can I ask my boss first?"
Zhao Rang impatiently let go of his hand holding the silver, and said extremely impatiently:
"Hurry, hurry up, otherwise I won't want to play anymore!"
After the four agreed quickly, they ducked into the door of the actor's room on the other side. From the sound of his footsteps, it seemed that this door was not a room, but a corridor.