They all bet that Ye Wuyou couldn't pay the bill, and now someone actually bet that he could pay the bill and even offered one million taels of silver. This is quite interesting.
Those gentlemen no longer cared about drinking, and turned their heads to look, wanting to see who was such an idiot.
"It's you." When they looked at the idiot, they realized that this idiot was the target of their gambling. These young men were stunned.
"Why, are you surprised to see me?" Ye Wuyou took a bite of the chicken leg in his hand and said with a smile. "I don't know who else wants to bet, so hurry up and place your bet."
"Can you really afford the bill?" Seeing Ye Wuyou's confident look, a young man asked curiously.
"Whether you can afford it or not, we will decide later." Ye Wuyou said calmly. "I just don't know if you have the guts to place a bet."
"What a arrogant boy, I'm raising a hundred thousand taels of silver." Why did Ye Wuyou look a little contemptuous? The young man wearing an emerald ring said not to be outdone.
"As expected of Mr. Han, I am willing to bet 10,000 taels of silver."
"I'm willing to raise five thousand taels."
"I'm willing to bet twenty thousand taels."
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Under the leadership of Master Han, the young masters responded one after another and began to place bets.
"I can scare a million taels by myself, but all of you together are less than 500,000 taels." After hearing this, Ye Wuyou curled his lips and said. "I thought you were all young masters from rich families, but I didn't expect that.
They are all a bunch of poor people."
"It doesn't matter that you are poor, but you still imitate other people's gambling. It's really embarrassing to grandma's house."
A country bumpkin dares to say they are poor, these young men can't bear it.
"What do you mean?" Mr. Han said unhappily without even frowning. "Don't you want to bet? I will accompany you."
"My master raises one million taels."
"Young Master Han is so heroic, and we are willing to accompany you. I am willing to give the master one hundred thousand taels."
"I'm willing to raise the bet by five hundred thousand taels."
"I'm willing to raise the bet by three hundred thousand taels."
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You must not be looked down upon by a country bumpkin. Each of these young men started to raise their prices as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.
"A poor man is a poor man, and he is so stingy even if he adds more money." Ye Wuyou continued, fearing that the world would be in chaos. "My price is ten million taels. I don't know if you poor men dare to follow me."
"If you don't dare, just shut up. Poor people are not qualified to comment on others."
"A bunch of poor ghosts dare to come out to get some trouble. They are really overestimating their capabilities. If I were your father, I would lock you up to prevent you from being embarrassed when you come out."
Ye Wuyou opened his mouth to say 'poor ghost' and closed his mouth to say 'poor ghost', which made these young masters very angry.
"What did you say? Say it again if you dare." A young man couldn't help it and said angrily to Ye Wuyou.
"A poor man has no right to talk to me." Ye Wuyou glanced at the young master and said, "Do you have the guts to continue gambling? If you don't, I won't accompany you."
"You poor devils."
"Just bet, whoever you are afraid of." Ye Wuyou was really looking down on these young masters. He couldn't bear it. Mr. Han stood up directly, stared at Ye Wuyou and said, "I'll add ten million taels of silver."
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"Young Master Han is so powerful, I will also add one million taels of silver."
"I'll add two million taels of silver."
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With Mr. Han taking the lead, the other young masters were not to be outdone and began to increase their stakes crazily one by one.
In the blink of an eye, it increased to 20 million taels of silver, which is equivalent to 200,000 taels of gold.
Seeing the excited expressions of the young masters, Ye Wuyou felt very proud.
The county town deserves to be called a county town, and the young master here is really rich. He has made two hundred thousand taels of gold for himself so quickly. It is too easy to earn money.
"Why don't you add more money?" Seeing how good his brothers were, Mr. Han became proud of himself and compared his wealth with them. He simply didn't know how to live or die.
"It doesn't matter if I join or not, I'm afraid you can't keep up." Who still thinks he earns too much, Ye Wuyou said with a smile.
"So arrogant." Hearing what Ye Wuyou meant, he still wanted to add more, but Mr. Han said unconvinced. "If you have the ability, continue to add more. As long as you add as much as you want, we will follow. I'm afraid you are just talking.
, he is actually a poor man."
From the looks of these young men, they seem to be at odds with me.
Originally, Ye Wuyou wanted to just give up and not bother with these little brats. They seemed very unconvinced. In this case, he just had fun with them.
When the time comes that you lose all your underwear, don’t blame him.
"I'll add another ten million taels of silver. I wonder if you still dare to follow me." Ye Wuyou smiled and said. "I don't want to bully the small ones with my big one. If you give in, I, my lord, have a lot, so I won't follow you."
What do you think about it?"
What a joke, asking them to give in is the only way for others to give in to them.
But Ye Wuyou asked for another ten million taels of silver, which put them in a bit of a dilemma.
"Mr. Han, are we still going to follow?" This gamble seemed to be a bit beyond their expectations. One of the young men looked masculine and asked Mr. Han in a low voice.
"Follow." Looking at Ye Wuyou's proud look, Mr. Han felt very angry for some reason, and gritted his teeth and said, "With so many of us, can't we collect ten million taels of silver?"
"But I don't have the money to increase my bets." Hearing Mr. Han's words, the young man smiled bitterly and said.
"Do you think we will lose?" Mr. Han doesn't want to let it go. He is a country bumpkin. It is absolutely impossible for him to surrender. "As long as we win, nothing is a problem. Even if we lose, so what."
"This is the county town and our territory."
"We must not lose our momentum, otherwise we will not be able to survive in the county in the future."
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he understood.
"We will give you ten million taels of silver." Mr. Han stared at Ye Wuyou and said without showing any signs of weakness.
This time, the young masters did not raise their bets separately, but stood behind Mr. Han to cheer him up.
"Well, he is indeed a noble man from a big family in the county." Unexpectedly, these young men actually added their support. Ye Wuyou was so proud that he rolled his eyes and said with a smile. "You can't say what you say.
How about we write this bet down and have both parties sign it as a proof."
Ye Wuyou's words made Mr. Han frown slightly. What did Ye Wuyou mean?
"Are you afraid that we will default on our debt?" Mr. Han glared at Ye Wuyou fiercely and said angrily.
"I am doing this just in case. You must be just talking empty words, which is really unconvincing." Ye Wuyou said with a smile. "If you are afraid, you don't need to write. I will still say the same thing to you."
Sorry, I don't have to worry about you little brats."