"Well, rock sugar and white fungus porridge requires fifty grams of glutinous rice, one white fungus, five grams of wolfberry, and an appropriate amount of rock sugar."
Looking at the recipe, the eldest lady raised her little head, her big watery eyes full of questions.
"What's the appropriate amount?"
Well, good question.
Looking at the recipe that the eldest lady searched on her phone, Qianqian also thought about this problem seriously. Then the little Loli picked up a salt shaker next to the workbench, rubbed an amount on her little finger, and said, "About this much.
Bar?"
The eldest lady stared at the tiny grain of salt on Qianqian's little finger for a long time and shook her head decisively.
"It can't be that little. Qianqian, you have to be bolder. You have to use your best imagination when cooking!"
With that said, the eldest lady grabbed a handful of salt and said seriously, "These are about the same."
Ziming, who was passing by the eldest lady's workbench, heard the magical conversation between the eldest lady and Qianqian, and his eyes almost popped out of his head in shock.
Hey, are you really here to participate in a cooking competition? By the way, why is the amount of ingredients related to the level of imagination? Is the amount of ingredients in a dish supposed to be dictated by such a strange thing as imagination?
By the way, didn't you two really realize that when you were discussing the amount of rock sugar, it seemed like what you were holding in your hands was always salt?
Looking at Zi Ming's shocked expression, seeing this four-eyed man actually looking at herself and her senior sister with an expression of looking at cherished animals, Qianqian immediately stretched out her little hand, pointed at Zi Ming's nose with dissatisfaction, and said, "Look.
What are you looking at! You want to peek at what we are going to do and then imitate it?!"
The God of Good and Evil Kitchen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the lolita in front of him mysteriously, wondering where did you get your confidence from...
Zi Ming pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and said calmly.
"I feel that even if I don't take action, you will not be able to enter the next round unless God has mercy."
"Huh? Who are you looking down on with your four eyes wrapped with gauze? Believe it or not, we will kill your food in minutes! Senior sister, ignore him, we will cook now and defeat you with our delicious food
These rubbish from the devil’s party!”
As she spoke, Qianqian was so angry that she slapped a bag of fungus on the dining table. She held up her pretty European style, and the silver-haired little loli pinched her waist and raised her little head. She was so proud that she wanted nothing more.
road.
"The very delicious rock sugar and white fungus porridge is the most delicious porridge in the world, the rest is garbage! Especially this one made by Four Eyes, it is the garbage among the garbage!"
I have to say that Qianqian's words were very powerful, but Ziming was not frightened by her, because the current Good and Evil Chef God was lowering his eyes slightly, silently staring at the little Loli who had just slapped it on the table.
of the bag of fungus.
After staring for a long time, Ziming withdrew his gaze and turned around to get some beef from the freezer behind him.
As he walked, Zi Ming touched his chin.
Well, it seems like these two really don't know how to cook.
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"Boss Li has nineteen points, Chairman Zhao has nineteen points, Manager Sun has twenty points, Vice Chairman Zhao has eighteen points, and Manager Sun wins."
At the gambling table in the right corner of the VIP room, Manager Sun smiled and received all the chips on the table in front of him, and then pushed half of the chips on the table up, "Come on, come on, I'm lucky today, come more
A few handfuls."
On the gambling table on the other side, an old man threw the cards in his hand onto the table with a sigh, rubbed his hands and sighed, "Old Zhou, you can do it. You have two straight flushes in a row, do you still want us to play?"
"
"Hahaha, it's just luck. This is my treat. Girl, bring me two bottles of Royal Salute. I'll give you the rest as a tip." Boss Zhou casually handed a few chips in front of him to the voluptuous figure next to him.
The bunny girl also touched the bunny girl's white and tender hands, and then continued to play with a cigar in her mouth.
"Group A is full of seeded teams, but in my opinion, Zheng Dezhi from Bolin Hotel can definitely qualify. You must know that he is a triple crown champion, so you are right to buy him."
A vice chairman in his fifties from Yunnan held a wine glass, leaned on the sofa and shook his head, "That's not necessarily the case. Look at the odds now. The Bollinger Hotel only pays 1.5 points per one. Beijing
The Fuya Hotel pays one point and two for one, and the Shangyun Hotel in Shanghai pays one for one. Let me tell you, the Triple Crown is useless. This is a team competition, so you still have to buy something with strong overall strength, such as the Bolin Hotel.
I can only rely on Zheng Dezhi to support me for the whole year, and nothing else can do it."
As soon as the vice chairman finished his analysis, an old boss with a red face and a drunken face stood out on the stairs on the second floor of the VIP room. He was only wearing a shirt and tie, and he didn't know where he had gone.
Lying on the mahogany stair railing, the drunken boss yelled at the top of his voice without any image.
"Old Zhao, Old Zhao, come on, come on, don't sit outside, come up quickly, I happen to be short of three."
"Okay, okay, I'll be here soon. By the way, how's it going on the 16th?"
"Hey, don't mention it. I finished sixth. If you don't believe me when I tell you to buy number five, then all the millions will be wasted, right?"
"Can't you? I've seen it with a professional. The sprint and endurance of the 16th are definitely fine. Wait, wait, I'll make another call. These millions can't be thrown away in vain."
Looking at the noisy VIP room, seeing the bosses either playing cards at the gaming table, or sitting on the sofa analyzing the situation, some of them are actually betting on horse racing? Commissioner Huang's eyes are really confused and confused.
envious.
Envy? How can you not be envious? Isn’t all this in front of you the lavish life often mentioned in books? Good guy, he just threw out millions casually without batting an eye, and even tipped the bunny girl tens of thousands.
For thousands of dollars, his special correspondent would almost die with envy!
For a moment, Huang Xiaobei even wanted to put on a bunny girl's clothes and serve all the generous bosses.
Grabbing the club in his hand, Huang Xiaobei walked to Karl who was aiming at the black eight and said, looking at the VIP room around him, which was not too noisy, but the air was always filled with the scent of money, Huang Xiaobei
North Holding Club Lane.
"Hey, isn't this place a little weird? Isn't gambling illegal? Why... why do I feel like this is the legendary paradise? It seems that as long as you have money, you can do anything.
, you can play anything.”
Carl's playing posture was extremely standard and very elegant. He smiled and aimed at the last black eight. Carl pushed lightly and successfully sent the ball into the hole.
"Senior, it's not surprising, because the services in many private clubs are very similar to those here. And you are right about one thing. If you have money, you can do anything. As for whether gambling is illegal...
...Haha, I don’t need to say too much, right?”
As he spoke, Karl picked up the red wine on the table and took a sip, "And if the Donghuang Hotel doesn't take advantage of this opportunity to open a bet in private, then it can be said that they don't know how to do business, and they have wasted a person who can be a good person.
Chairman of the board of directors, we provide you with the opportunity to have fun and make a lot of money." Karl smiled and looked at Huang Xiaobei, "Senior, have you ever heard that the banker loses money?"
Huang Xiaobei shook his head, "Maybe, but the probability is not very high."
Picking up the balls in each hole, Karl smiled and shook his head, "It's not that it's not too big, but it's simply impossible to lose money. Otherwise, why would they open a gambling game? Otherwise, why would gambling be a huge profit industry from ancient times? It has been developed for so many years.
, the methods for bookmakers to make sure profits without losing money have been figured out a long time ago, and it is not difficult at all. For example, there are countless bonus restrictions, water withdrawals, etc. "
Looking at the lavish VIP room and seeing the bosses throwing tens or even millions with just a raise of their hands, Karl sighed softly, "Gambling takes advantage of the weaknesses in human nature to make profits. This kind of profit is easy to come by, and can even be used to make profits."
Saying you open a casino and you can just sit back and count your money, it's just that kind of profit... it always makes me feel a little sad."
Huang Xiaobei stared straight at Karl who was sighing, "From what you're saying, has your family ever been in this business before?"
Pushing up the frame of his sunglasses, Karl smiled and shook his head, "How should I tell you? If I don't have it, you won't believe it. Let's put it this way, senior. Anyway, the family has been involved in every illegal industry you can imagine.
There have been contacts, but now we are a formal and legal company group."
"Don't tell me that your Bollen family has ever been a human trafficker in the past?"
"More than these, arms smuggling, brothel drugs, human trafficking, shipping monopoly, and even provoking wars to seek the greatest benefits were all once the family's main business. Of course, that was in the past."
Huang Xiaobei stared at Karl with disdain, "You guys are so dirty."
Karl smiled slightly, "Yeah, I feel dirty too, my father feels dirty too, and my uncle feels dirty too. The old people always say we are too naive."
Leaning next to the billiard table, Huang Xiaobei was still confused as he looked at the bosses who were either sitting at the gaming table, sitting on the sofa, or spending money in the independent private rooms on the second floor.
"But I still don't quite understand. Since the banker can definitely win, why do the bosses bet so lavishly? And if it's tens of millions at a time, aren't they afraid of losing completely? The most important thing is
, Gambling is obviously done by the bosses, and the winning money should go to the winner. How can the banker win? They can't steal the guests' money, right?"
Carl rearranged the balls on the table and wiped the club head with chocolate.
"Senior, you don't know much about this, so it's more troublesome to explain it to you. Because gambling is a very complicated subject from beginning to end, involving various factors, I can't do anything about it for a while.
Let me make it clear to you, but let me give you an example."
"There is one of the simplest ways for bookmakers to make profits in gambling, which is called water money. For example, on the surface, the odds are 1 to 1.5, but in fact the odds may be only 1 to 1.
Four, or one point three, yes, the missing part will be taken away by the banker, but you won't know it, because this is the result of careful calculation by the actuary, there will be basically no errors, and I gave this
This is just one example, there are many different ways for bookmakers to make profits, countless."
Karl opened all the balls on the table with one stroke and continued.
"As for the gamblers, there is nothing to say, because for these bosses, tens of millions are just a small number that they can use to squander at will. They don't care at all about spending a little bit.
Money is used to make themselves happy. More importantly, if they buy a team that is not favored by others and suddenly become unpopular, they can win several times or even dozens of times the money! That will be a great deal.
Huge numbers, and even if there is no upset, just buying some popular teams, there will still be a lot of considerable income."
Somehow, Commissioner Huang's heart suddenly moved after listening to Karl's introduction.
Several times, dozens of times the money!
Huang Xiaobei lowered his head and muttered to himself.
No wonder gambling is so popular. Don't tell me, isn't it just sitting around and waiting for money? Just pick a team and as long as you choose the right team, you can win less than half of the money.
If I buy a hundred yuan, if I win, I can get an extra fifty or one hundred yuan without doing anything. But what if I buy ten thousand yuan? Wouldn’t that be five thousand and ten thousand?
I go and double my money without doing anything? Is this any different from picking up money?
Huang Xiaobei's eyes rolled around.
Well, that means that if I give it a try, maybe I can make a fortune? Even if I don't make much, I can still make some money by following the bosses and buying popular hotels.
Because I didn’t do anything, how can I win money without doing anything? You...
At this thought, Huang Xiaobei couldn't help but wipe the corners of his mouth, and his aroused heart began to beat even more.
Staring at the 65-inch LCD TV above the bar in the VIP room, looking at the odds of major hotels displayed on it, Commissioner Huang licked the corners of his mouth with dazzling eyes.