When I was holding the lights, a few large red oil lamps were placed on my palms in Yanlai Building, Zhushikou. In addition, the light emitted by the four lotus electric lamps installed in the private room made a small illuminate of a small amount of private room.

On the Eight Immortals table, four cold dishes and four hot meats have been placed. The dish on the table was a big Yellow River carp. It was just cooked from the river and threw it into the lard while it was fresh, and then put it in the ice box to deliver it quickly to Sijiucheng. It melted the frozen lard under the kitchen. The big Yellow River carp could still move a few times and quickly made a carp roasted dragon beard noodles. The emperor's imperial banquet was also a good dish that could grab the first prize!

In a few wine plugs made of Jingdezhen white porcelain, the hot water made Shanxi Laofen wine warm and fragrant. It was mixed with the aroma of dishes emitted from the table, which was really salivating!

Seeing that Yan Lai Building specially served the private room, he gently put the last West Lake water shield soup on the table, and Master Qi San, who was sitting upright on the main seat, waved his hand gently. The housekeeper behind Master Hou raised his hand and threw a piece of ocean into the arms of the private room, and breeze at the door of the private room.

Without even looking at the waiter who bowed silently and thanked the reward, he left the hall in the private room. Master Qi San reached out to take a note from the butler who was serving behind him and handed it to a very thin middle-aged man sitting next to him: "This is the details of the gambling project in the backyard of the Moon Tower for a whole day and a half. According to the old rules of previous years, everyone can take a look!"

He didn't accept the note that Master Qi sent to him. The thin middle-aged man laughed and picked up the small wine cup in front of him: "Just like this one, a few melons and two miscellaneous accounts, no one was willing to watch it in previous years! Everyone held Master San and saved up this game. I guess they could trust Master San! This... there is no need!"

He nodded frequently, and the other person also picked up a small wine cup, wearing a gold-stroked jacket and a long white braid, responded in a hoarse voice: "All of them are people walking in the scene in Sijiu City, and no one will stare at those small accounts! The old man took the liberty and asked Master Qi San - Can Master Qi San pay the account that several big families have put in this year?"

Looking up at the fat man sitting on another chair, he was silent and only caring about his own silence. Master Qi San calmly put the note on the table: "What does Master Duan mean?"

The fat man turned his fingers and pointed to a patrol uniform hanging on the clothes hanger in the corner of the private room, and smiled in ambiguously: "Mr. Qi San said this! My surname is Duan, but I am a stinky patrol street in Zhushikou. In this scene, my surname Duan, didn't fart even sound! What do you think, Master Qi San, you understand, my surname Duan, just follow me! Don't ask me, don't ask me!"

He picked up the small wine cup in front of him, Master Qi San took a sip of the warm Shanxi Laofenjiu, and nodded slowly: "Since all of you asked me to give me a solid foundation, I won't hide it from you - I'm afraid the game I saved this year will collapse!"

Without surprise, he gently knocked on the table with the small wine cup in his hand. The thin middle-aged man said expressionlessly: "Storing the game for profit is a business that is wealth and wealth in danger. The most important thing is to be willing to accept the loss! According to the rules set in the past, the dealer accounts for 70% of the winning or losing, and the remaining 30% is considered the remaining three gangs! Since Master Qi San said that the gambling game this year is about to collapse... Then Master Qi San gave a happy word and left the 70% of the 70% that the Qi family should have to pay, how much does our family have to pay?"

He gently put the small wine cup in his hand back on the table, and the old man with a white braid also nodded frequently: "The Qiu Chong Club has been collecting the game, and it has not been a year or two for our four families! Well... Master Qi San gives me a number, and I will go home to prepare the silver!"

He stared at the old man with white braids coldly, then glanced at the thin middle-aged man beside him from the corner of his eyes. Master Qi San sneered and snorted: "The rudder in Sijiu City, the leader of the Qingke in the Republic of China government, and Master Duan from Zhushikou... Oh, I forgot here - I heard that Master Duan is about to be promoted? Just the wealth of your three people, let alone paying 10% of the bet of this Qiu Chonghui Club this year, that is, you have to pay them all, it's just the three people who flipped over them?!"

Without waiting for the other three people sitting on the Eight Immortals table to speak, Master Qi San had already reached out to take out another note from his sleeve and gently placed it on the table: "In this year's Autumn Insect, in addition to the Scorpion Fighting Scorpion, a Seven Killing Scorpion from the Nine in Jingshui Hutong, there is also a young man who has not figured out the way. He also made a wild scorpion served with some gold and stone! In these two doors alone, there must be more than ten major families who have to spend money in it! I would like to ask three of you here - 10,000, 13, 20,000. These three numbers, do you think these three people are familiar with?"

With a greasy lips, Duan smiled and picked up the small wine cup in front of him: "Since it's a game, isn't it just a matter of having a house and having free time, and you're going to make a fortune? Open the door to check the cash. Once the treasure cup opens, it depends on luck. The winning or losing depends on God! I don't hide it from Master Qi San, the 13,000 bet on Na Jiu is mine!"

He nodded in a single position, and a cold color flashed quickly on the thin middle-aged man's face: "The brothers in the industry are in a bad life, and they lick their blood on the head of the knife to make a living. I don't know what to do tomorrow. Brothers with shallow eyelids want to make some money to support the elderly. Master Qi San, you have to be a little more inclusive!"

With a dry cough, the old man with white braids nodded slowly and said, "The Qing Guest is a passerby of suffering! To say that it is time to slap, the Republic of China will collapse the king's flag on the city as if it were the Qing Dynasty. In the midst of war, we waited for the Qing Guest, so we could only rely on the small amount of money we got from this autumn insect gambling game, asking for three meals and food and clothing, and sitting in one bed..."

He beat up on the sky, and Master Qi San narrowed his eyes and looked back and forth at several companions who had gathered together in the private room: "If you guys say so, there is indeed some truth! If you get a bet, you will bet with real money and silver. If you win, the dealer will have to pay for it with real money and silver..."

Before Master Qi finished speaking, Master Duan slapped the table hard, shaking the Eight Immortals' table: "Happy! After all, the man in the head of the Qi family in Deshengmen, spitting and smashing the ground is a pit! Then let's just say that - one code is one code, and the 10% that the dealer should pay, I am not bad, if I bet the right treasure, then Master Qi must be..."

After interrupting Mr. Duan's words, Mr. Qi San slapped the table hard: "Of course, you will compensate immediately!"

A glimmer flashed in his eyes. The thin middle-aged man and the old man with white braids almost picked up the small wine cup in front of him at the same time, and rushed to Master Qi San sitting on the chair from afar: "Mr. Qi San is happy!"

He also picked up the small wine cup in front of him, but Master Qi San just took a sip, but put the small wine cup back on the table again: "Since everyone said I was happy, I will give you a solid foundation today - I have saved 500,000 yuan in Citibank! The industries under the name of the Deshengmen Qi family are distributed to me, and they can be cashed in 400,000 yuan in one day! Since you all have such a good opinion on Na Jiu, I am not pretentious - this is almost a million yuan, and I will put them all on Na Jiu tomorrow!"

Looking proudly at the faces next to the Eight Immortals table that suddenly became dumbfounded, Master Qi San looked back at the butler who was serving behind him: "Don't just stand stupidly, calculate for the masters. How much will the Deshengmen Qi family have to pay after making such a fuss? How much should these masters pay?"

A small abacus was found from the sleeve. While fiddling with the abacus beads the size of a cherry pit, the housekeeper was rumored: "According to the compensation in front of him, the Deshengmen family lost all their money and could barely be considered as losing all the tickets they have collected at the moment! These three masters... are almost alone to pay a small amount of 200,000 yuan, and they will work together!"

He drank the little Shanxi Laofenjiu in front of him, and Master Qi San raised the empty cup in his hand with a smug look at the three people at the same table with a smile: "Masters, although this year's autumn insect meeting, even if the Qi family in Deshengmen has lost their font size in Sijiu City, I, Qi Laosan, are still here, and I can still eat delicious food, drink spicy food, and play games! If there are any good games to save at that time, don't forget me, Qi Laosan!"

With a 'slam', the thin middle-aged man suddenly jumped up from the chair, and his long, narrow eyes stared at the smiling face of Master Qi San: "Master Qi San is really... a good method! Use your power to suppress people. Are you really not afraid of your mouth being too wide open and choking?!"

With a pair of slaps, the old man with white braids stood up quickly and shaking the two slaps he stretched out: "This is not something... Master Qi San, I, the 20,000 capital... is hard to get, this is my coffin book! If... 200,000, if I really want to pay 200,000 yuan for the old man, I am afraid that Master Qi San will only see this dry bone in the Yongding River..."

Blinking his eyes that were almost squeezed out of sight by the fat meat, Master Duan said nothing, as if he was calm and still stretched out his chopsticks to pick up food on the dish in front of him, but the chopsticks seemed to be out of control and reached into the huge soup bowl...

After taking the small wine pot soaked in the wine jar, Master Qi San slowly added a glass of Shanxi Laofenjiu for himself, but ignored the words of the three of them at the same time. He just lowered his head and said, "You guys, don't have any unjust ideas. Even if I, Brother Qi, can't leave Yanlailou tonight, I have to bet at least 500,000 tomorrow. I can also ask my masters to accompany me and we will accumulate the game in the underworld! As for Na Jiu... I'm not afraid of all the jokes. With the little connections that Brother Qi has accumulated in the past, it's not difficult to keep him safe for three days!"

He quietly let go of the slap on the hilt of the short knife behind his waist, and the thin middle-aged man slowly sat back on the chair, laughing dryly and said with a strong voice: "The third master is really... joking! Although people in the industry are not allowed to go to the top, they still understand the rules of the world..."

He threw the chopsticks in his hand on the table, and Mr. Duan's fat face was full of flattering smiles: "Mr. Third Master is teasing me? Isn't it just over 10,000 yuan? Tomorrow I will send someone to talk to Na Jiu and let him listen to the third Master's mercy honestly! If you dare to make a mistake, my Duan squeezes out his egg yolk and feeds it to the flies!"

After glanced at the old man who nodded, Master Qi San drank the warm Shanxi Laofenjiu in his glass with great interest: "It's no need! Since everyone is optimistic about Na Jiu, then there is no reason to stop everyone from getting rich, right?! Master Duan, there is still one day to place bet tomorrow. Before Qiu Chong meets the last scorpion fight, you have to worry about it. Let the master who is poking the pole at Zhushikou to take care of Na Jiu!"

With a little stunned blinking his tiny eyes, Mr. Duan said with a grunt, "Master Three, what are your rules of association?"

While drinking, Mr. Qi San smiled with some smugness: "Since Najiu is now a medicine guide that can bring money into the bureau, then before the pot of medicine is boiled, we have to make this medicine guide disperse the medicinal properties! When the money is drawn, everyone's eyes are staring at Najiu after finishing the last game of winning the insect king, I have my own way to make Najiu lose in public and understand!"

Rolling his eyes, the old man with white braids seemed to have reminisced about something, and he tentatively bowed to Master Qi San and smiled: "Master Qi San, are you sure of winning? The Seven Killing Scorpion in Na Jiu's hand has won several old players who have been serving scorpion for many years in one day...

Snorting disdainfully out of your nostrils, Master Qi San looked at the old man with white braids, "I'll just take the nines. In the past year, how many games did this fight scorpion that I served with nines have won? If you guys can't believe me, the three of Qi Laos, then do this - my Deshengmen Qi family will be in the Duzhuang this year, how?"

After looking at each other, Mr. Duan took the lead in reaching out and slapped on the table: "Everyone is following the arrangements of Master Three! Just a mere ninth person can't even get out of my Wuzhi Mountain!"

He reached out and touched the warm wine jerk. Master Qi San looked at the butler standing beside him: "I'm getting less and less vigilant! The water in the wine jerk is cold, so why don't you ask someone to change it?"

Nodded respectfully, the housekeeper walked out of the private room with small steps. While shouting loudly, he quickly changed into a new wine plug, he sat in another private room where the curtains were lifted open, and bowed respectfully...

A bright moon shines on the windows outside the Yanlailou room, and also shines on the courtyard of Najiuye's house in Jingshui Hutong.

Staring straight at the tart cloth ticket placed on the table, Master Na Jiu shivered and gently pulled a pair of black abacus beads on the old abacus, muttering in his mouth: "All day after this, the bill was stolen, and the sole of a golden boot has become a half-sized courtyard... If this can be held in our hands, then..."

He ate a bowl of fried noodles on the table with garlic. Xiang Youbao picked up a bowl of noodles that were hung on his hand and drank the large bowl of noodles in one breath. Then he breathed comfortably: "The original soup is transformed into raw food, so I can eat it so happily! I said, Master, are you eating it or not? The noodles are all thicker..."

With his brows locked, Master Na Jiu shook his head slightly: "I can't eat it... I just got off the ball and got the ticket to bet on the spot, and the sole of a golden boot is already..."

With a sigh, Xiang Youbao turned his head helplessly and looked at Nalan who was sitting at the other end of the table and eating fried noodles with sauce: "Junior sister, I guess Uncle Master is crazy! Just like this, I have said it back and forth ten times..."

Using chopsticks to pick up the fried noodles in the small bowl, Nalan glanced at Xiang Youbao with some dissatisfaction: "Isn't it all your bad ideas? Isn't it just a matter of fighting with two Seven Killing Scorpions? I have to leave one of the Seven Killing Scorpions, and I have to show up with the wild scorpions that were only served with some gold and stone! Just Debele today..."

She smiled and hugged Nalan with a dissatisfaction expression on her face. Xiang Youbao smiled at Nalan with a little unfair appearance, "It's really mine to let the junior sister suffer aggrieved! But the junior sister also needs to think about it. Which of the rich people who have really abide by the rules and reasoning in fighting scorpions over the years? If we don't keep a guard, then..."

As if Xiang Youbao's words hit the pain, Master Na Jiu sighed heavily: "Oh... People often say that trees attract wind! As for our behavior these two days, I am afraid that the players in Sijiu City who like to accumulate games and bet big bets have already spent a lot of money on us! When I was in the Banyuelou, I probably heard it all the time and said that the big dealer who accumulated games in Banyuelou this year is the Deshengmen Qi Family! Seeing that the bet that the foundation is about to collapse, the Deshengmen Qi Family is not easy to mess with..."

He smiled wickedly and pointed to the red silk rope hanging on Nalan's neck. Xiang Youbao squinted his eyes and said, "I'm just counting on two things, which can not only make the people of the Deshengmen Qi family suffer a loss, but also let us win! Junior sister, are you ready to bring the seven-kill scorpion you want to bring on the court tomorrow?"

Nodded gently, Nalan frowned and asked in a low voice: "But I'm afraid I can't learn the style of that rich young master! I almost couldn't handle it even when I ran into DeBeller today..."

With a strange laugh, Xiang Youbao stretched out his finger and pointed at the tip of his nose: "Junior sister, please relax. Just treat the person opposite me as my senior brother. I can't fight back if you can't fight back. If you scold me, you have to find senna leaves to put them in the teapot..."

With a 'puff', Nalan, who was originally a little nervous, couldn't help but chuckle: "How could you be a senior brother like this? You haven't looked serious all day long, and you even urged your junior sister to learn to be fooled?"

After correcting his face, Xiang Youbao said seriously to Master Na Jiu who was still worried and worried, "Uncle Master, please keep your heart in your stomach! We have the Seven Killing Scorpions in our hands, some gold and stone, and the two are combined together. Where can we fight in this Sijiu City? Besides, isn't there any other scorpions we can't fight with? And the junior sister, isn't there any Mr. Xiong's people helping to smooth things out?"

He gritted his teeth hard, and Master Na Jiu slapped his thigh hard: "The ducks are already hung in the stove, so I can only wait to see what the duck can be roasted when it is revealed!"
Chapter completed!