(It’s such a restless weekend, and I’m at the bottom of the recommendation list again. Help...) -
As the saying goes, "If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked." Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, was a very famous gambler. His children and grandchildren were also good at it. Even today's officials, who are famous for their generosity, simplicity and benevolence, cannot help but be tempted, and often compete with palace officials. Guan Pu. But Zhao Zhen’s level is not good enough. He almost never wins out of ten and loses completely.[]
The official couldn't give up, so he borrowed half of the money he lost from the palace merchant and made another attack. However, in the Song Dynasty, the first rule was to be willing to accept defeat when gambling. The palace official never refused to return the money he won to the official. He is often depressed.
The emperor's performance of Guan Po was mainly for entertainment, and it didn't matter whether he won money or not. But among ordinary people, winning money was the most important thing, or at least both.
Chen Ke stood on the street a thousand years ago and saw clusters of sellers and buyers under the shade of trees, in front of stalls, and in shops. They stared wide-eyed, yelling, biting their lips, and pinching each other. When he touched his fingernails in an extremely nervous manner, the gambling nature in his heart was suddenly aroused.
How can a man not gamble? It’s just that he is restricted by law and morality, and often has to suppress his gambling instinct. But look at the situation in the Song Dynasty where everyone gambled, and people who looked like officials also openly joined in Among them, he couldn't help but feel excited and eager to try.
But what adult would play Guan Po with a ten-year-old child? Even if he wins, he won't win, and both sides of Guan Po have to spend a considerable amount of money. At least they have to make the other party feel that they are not losing money before they can start fighting. , where did he come up with the money to bet on?
More importantly, in the Song Dynasty, ordinary people gambled almost from birth... fighting grass, fighting fish, and throwing dice as a sport when they were young, and officially entered the Guanba army when they were young. It can be said that everyone is a gambling veteran. In order to allow the public to compete with them without losing money, the small vendors who sell goods all carefully design gambling games and require the other party to buy according to their own methods.
For example, make a nine-color disc with a diameter of three feet, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple, black, white and gray. The buyer pays a penny and can use a needle and arrow with five-color feathers to shoot at the rotating disc once. The vendor is on the side. Sing loudly "fish in the white, shrimp in the red, miss in the rest". When the circle stops spinning, both sides look at the position of the needle arrow falling on the disc. If it hits white and red, you can naturally raise it. If you follow the fish and shrimp and leave, if you hit other areas, you will naturally be disappointed, or you may give another shot and try.
This kind of Guan Pu is almost the same as the kind of charlatanism that Saburo saw in his later generations. Even if it doesn't cost a thousand, the owner will win more and lose less. It is simply a dream to rely on Guan Pu to get rid of poverty and become rich.
But he had his own way. After observation, Chen Ke chose Carpenter Pan's shop. Three days ago, he came to the shop and proposed a game to Carpenter Pan who was bored.
Seeing that he was a child, Carpenter Pan didn't want to talk to him at first, but he was bored, so he teased: "Child, how do you want to play?"
"I dreamed last night about the best chair in the world. I have already drawn it." Chen Sanlang said with a childish look on his face: "I will use this drawing to bet you that within three days, you will I can order at least ten more."
"That's not a small tone." Pan Carpenter smiled. Although he was good at craftsmanship, Qingshen was still young after all, and the furniture of this era was not the same as that of later generations. It was longer than a person's life span. So sometimes ten days I can't sell a single chair in half a month.
Out of curiosity, he still said: "Let me see it first."
"That won't work. What if you read it and just keep it in your heart, but don't engage in gambling with me, or deliberately let it go?" Chen Sanlang shook his head and said, "What should I do if I bully my children?"
"Hahaha..." Carpenter Pan laughed loudly and said, "What are you talking about? Guan Pu is a 'treacherous, deceitful, but not dishonest' person. If I refuse to pay, how will I be able to survive in the future?"
"It's better to find a witness." Chen Sanlang insisted.
It is not difficult to find a witness. This big and small Guanpu has long attracted the attention of the nearby merchants. Everyone laughed and said: "Kid, just go and pounce with confidence. If Pan Dalang dares to cheat, we will destroy his shop."
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"Then, I believe you are the one." Saburo continued to be cute.
"Okay," under the excitement of everyone, Carpenter Pan finally couldn't help but said: "I'll make this bet with you. Tell me, what do you want?"
"Wuguan." Sanlang's tone was so loud that one mouthful was equivalent to half of Carpenter Pan's monthly income.
"Sure!" Carpenter Pan felt that he was even more naive. How could such a little kid come up with the 'most perfect chair'?
So the two sides made an agreement, and Saburo took out the drawings. Carpenter Pan was very casual at first. But the old carpenter's intuition made him more and more serious, and then he stood up from the chair and said, "It says inside."
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What do you think of Chen Sanlang's picture? It's actually a four-year-old official hat chair.
He carefully observed the furniture placed outside by Carpenter Pan, and found that the chairs of this era had very complete structures and many styles, but he could not find the official hat chair that he loved.
This chair, which was very popular in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, seems to have taken shape only in the Southern Song Dynasty. But Chen Ke knew that just because it did not appear does not mean that it was not popular. As a culmination of Chinese-style chairs, the official hat chair has unparalleled advantages.
First of all, the ancients paid attention to the sitting posture. The official hat chair can convey the dignity and dignity of the seated person through the modeling language of the back panel and armrest curves. Secondly, it has no decoration on the top and bottom, and the structure is extremely simple, which saves time and materials to make. And its
The seat surface supports the buttocks and thighs, the backrest protects the waist, the armrests support the upper body, and the feet are padded by footrests. It is very ergonomic. This is a height that could not be achieved by seats in the Song Dynasty.
The most flattering thing is that the headrest and armrests of this kind of chair stick out, and its shape is very similar to the black gauze hat on the head of an official, which immediately raises the level.
Carpenter Pan is an expert. After looking at it for a long time, he saw the broad prospects of this kind of chair - this is a kind of chair that can encourage people to upgrade. He still blamed himself in his heart: "Why can't I think of it?"
Is this a chair like this?'
At this time, he had forgotten about the bet, and all he thought about was following the illustrations to create such a four-year-old official hat chair.
Under the guidance of Saburo, Carpenter Pan spent a day building a sample and placing it in the most obvious place in front of the store. Because the bet between the two had spread, people came over to watch the excitement and rushed to try out this new type of chair.
Only then did I realize that cold and hard wood can make people feel gentle and considerate everywhere. Coupled with its cute official hat shape, everyone has to order a set even if it is to win the prize.
Orders came in one after another, and Carpenter Pan was so happy that he regarded Sanlang as the God of Wealth. Not only did he happily fulfill the bet, but he also packed the box for Sanlang for free, hoping to have a good relationship with him in the future.
Good thing.
"That's basically what happened." Under Erlang's questioning, Chen Ke had to tell the truth: "But how is this gambling? I clearly sold the invention cheaply and let him take advantage... Oh, who made us poor?
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"You..." Erlang was speechless, and after holding it for a long time, he said: "If dad finds out, he won't care about that, and he will definitely beat you up." Not everyone likes Guan Pu, and many Taoists are opposed to this kind of nonsense.
Unemployment' is especially against the participation of minors.
"I can't care about that much anymore," Sanlang patted the wooden box nonchalantly and said, "If you want to buy such a thing, it will cost at least two thousand. Can we afford it?"
"This wooden box," Chen Chen had already boarded his pirate ship, so he just said it out of habit and then turned his mind to 'business': "Is it our magic weapon?"
"Well..." Sanlang nodded, took Erlang to do some shopping along the way, and stopped in front of a two-story restaurant: "This is it!"
"Third brother, I need to eat." Korokuro said with a smile on his face.
"Well, let's eat." Sanlang nodded and said to Erlang, "It's up to you."
"Yeah." Erlang took a deep breath and led his brothers into this large restaurant.
Behind the counter, the waiter saw someone coming in and quickly stood up to greet him. However, when he saw that the people coming were four children, the oldest of whom was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and they were carrying a basket of vegetables, he immediately became discouraged and said, "We won't buy it."
Ingredients." He honestly thought that these children were here to sell food.
"Who said I sold it to you? We are here to eat." Erlang popped something out and landed in the waiter's hand. When he saw it, it turned out to be ten coins, and he immediately became enthusiastic and said: "Please come in, sir."
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After welcoming the four brothers upstairs, the waiter wiped the table again and again, served tea and snacks and said, "What do you want, sir?"
"No hurry, let me ask you." Erlang tried his best to pretend to be calm: "It's dinner time now, why don't you see other guests?"
"Hey..." the waiter said with a wry smile: "There are too many people and we can't eat. It would be great if there are fewer people. Isn't it unclean?"
"That's not true." Erlang shook his head and said, "There are fewer people, which means your food is not good, or the store is bullying people, so how dare we eat it?"
"Alas..." The waiter was obviously depressed: "Does the guest still order food?"
"We have to give it a chance, and we don't want to change places." Erlang said, "Ask your boss to serve some of their specialty dishes."
"Sure." The waiter dropped his head dejectedly. He still had to rely on others to take care of the customers, and this shabby shop was about to close.
It is indeed true that when there are fewer people, the food will be served quickly. In just a short time of tea, the second brother and another young man carried two trays and served eight dishes.
After the food was served, the chubby young man in his twenties did not leave, but waited expectantly for the guests to taste it.
Under his expectant gaze, Erlang picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into his mouth to taste. He immediately held it there with a weird expression on his face and couldn't swallow it, nor could he spit it out.