Chapter 334 Mahjong
As we all know, Mahjong is a puzzle game that can prevent Alzheimer's disease.
——by. Grandma Jiang who is addicted to playing mahjong
Before Jiang Feng went to college, the varieties of mahjong he was proficient in were limited to Z city and surrounding counties. Thanks to Grandma Jiang's years of influence, Jiang Feng also knew a little bit about the playing styles in the counties surrounding Z city.
Although City Z is located in the south, there are only 136 mahjong tiles. Before Jiang Feng went to college, he didn't even know that there were eight flower tiles in the mahjong tiles: spring, summer, autumn, winter, plum, bamboo, orchid and chrysanthemum.
Jiang Feng had a deeper understanding of mahjong. When he went to college, he met poker players from all over the world and QQ games.
When Jiang Feng was a freshman, he was addicted to the mahjong table in the QQ game, killing everyone on the mahjong table. From the national standard to the Shudi mahjong, he played a lot of tiles everywhere he went, and almost failed in advanced mathematics.
Later, Jiang Feng changed his ways and changed his life from online mahjong to real-life mahjong. Every now and then, he would go to the dormitory next door to touch a circle to enhance the relationship between his classmates. It's a pity that during the first semester of the sophomore year, there was a surprise dormitory check. Three decks of poker cards, a pair of mahjong, two boxes of liquor from the next door dormitory, and the rice cooker, kitchen knife, rolling pin, sticky plate, and various seasonings from Jiang Feng's dormitory were all taken away in one pot.
Later, a box of liquor and three decks of playing cards were restocked in the dormitory next door, but the mahjong deck was never replenished. Since then, Jiang Feng has never played in actual combat. He only watched Grandma Jiang play mahjong during the Chinese New Year.
Before serving the dishes, Qi Rou told everyone in detail about the rules of their Hu cards. Mahjong in Shu is just a general term, and the gameplay is slightly different in different places. Jiang Feng, Sang Ming and Zhang Weiyu each digested the gameplay just explained by Qi Rou, and then the game began.
Shudi Mahjong is also known as bloody mahjong. There are only three mahjong tiles: tube, strip and ten thousand, so there are only 108 tiles, and it does not end with a family of tiles. When one person loses his cards first, the remaining three will continue the game until three of the four people have lost their cards or the rest of the game is lost. This also means that the one who wins first is not necessarily the final winner, but the one who loses in the end must be the one who loses the most. Miserable loser.
Jiang Feng was a little nervous now.
The card in front of him has reached a critical period. He is only one nine-cylinder away from drawing 7 pairs. Now there is no nine-cylinder on the field. He has a great advantage.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.
At this moment, he felt that all his sparrows, sparrow saints, gambling kings, and gambling saints were possessed. This card is——
Eighty thousand.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
There wasn’t any 80,000 on the field.
Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment and decided to stick to the nine tubes.
"Eighty thousand." Jiang Feng expressionlessly typed out the eighty thousand in his hand.
Sang Ming's eyes lit up and he shouted: "Bang!"
With one hand, he pushed out three eighty thousand.
Jiang Feng breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, he persisted for nine rounds.
Sang Ming touched the cards, just like the neon country boy's version of the genius mahjong girl and the genius mahjong boy next door. He pushed the deck of cards in front of him forward and shouted again: "There are flowers on the bar, what a mess!"
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The tiles Sang Ming just touched were nine tubes. The three nine tubes that Jiang Feng had been thinking about were lying neatly on Sang Ming's side. The whole tile was clearly something Jiang Feng had only seen in the genius mahjong girl next door and had never seen it in real life. Flowers bloom on the bar.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Sang Ming, a talented mahjong boy, took the lead in playing tricks, temporarily quitting the game and became a member of the public.
Jiang Shoucheng, who witnessed this human tragedy with his own eyes, couldn't help but shake his head, turned to Jiang Zaide and whispered: "My little brother is a little embarrassed today."
Jiang Zaide nodded in agreement: "This is the most taboo point in poker. Memorize it. If you want to lose, you will keep losing."
"Yes, I was like this during the Chinese New Year the year before last. I lost all night." Jiang Ran understood deeply and casually said a vicious curse.
Sang Ming was Jiang Feng's next player. After Sang Ming's Hu card, Zhang Weiyu played 90,000 without any emotion, and Qi Rou followed suit and also played 90,000.
Jiang Feng drew the card.
Four barrels.
There was no four-barrel card on the table now. Jiang Feng felt that he had a great advantage and casually played the nine-barrel card that had given him great hope.
Zhang Weiyu is ready to draw cards.
"Wait." Qi Rou stopped Zhang Weiyu's movement. She stared at the nine tubes that Jiang Feng had just played with a face of surprise and disbelief, and pushed the cards in front of her forward.
"I'm totally screwed up!" Qi Rou didn't forget to check again and again, with an ugly look on her face, "I'm actually screwed up!"
Yishui's tube brand included three four tubes that Jiang Feng had longed for.
Jiang Feng:...
The four tubes he just touched were useless again.
They were playing all kinds of fairy cards on this table. Sang Ming was the first to draw flowers on the bar, and Qi Rou was all in one. Although Jiang Feng's seven pairs were blocked one after another, he still felt that he had a good chance of winning.
Zhang Weiyu had no expression on his face and calmly touched the cards.
The poker game has entered a white-hot stage.
Jiang Feng and Zhang Weiyu played each other one by one. No one lit the cannon, and no one touched it. Seeing that there were only half a circle of cards left on the table, Jiang Feng started to get anxious and Zhang Weiyu remained calm and composed.
Jiang Feng originally wanted to break up the seven pairs and give them a try, but he couldn't bear to win with victory right in front of him, so he remained frozen like this until he became like this irreparably.
Jiang Feng sighed and played the four he just touched. There were only two cards left on the table to be touched. It seemed that the game was going to end like this.
"Four." Jiang Feng said.
Zhang Weiyu pushed up his glasses and said: "I'm crazy."
Ping Hu, Ichiban.
Jiang Feng:...
"You should be playing against seven, right? What a pity." Zhang Weiyu felt very hypocritically sorry for Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng:...
"Come again!" Jiang Feng struggled to his death unwillingly.
Ten minutes later——
Jiang Feng: "Seventy thousand."
Sang Ming pushed the card: "What a fool!"
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Jiang Feng: "Ten thousand."
Qi Rou looked surprised: "Hey, I'm acting up again!"
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Jiang Feng: "Six cakes."
Zhang Weiyu smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm crazy too."
Jiang Feng:...
"Come again!"
Jiang Feng felt that his kidneys hurt a little.
……
After three rounds of mahjong, Jiang Feng felt as if he was missing a kidney.
Jiang Feng himself was surprised, why did he carry it like this?
It's normal to lose in mahjong, but like him, when he loses from beginning to end, he either takes the initiative to touch the cannons himself or lights the cannons himself, leaving no chance for others to do so. In the last game, he had three hits, one with a single, one with a nine, and one with a draw. He achieved a mahjong record that could go down in history.
Why is his luck so bad? He is almost catching up with the original Zhuang Lin.
I just don’t know if Zhuang Lin can play mahjong.
Wait, Zhuang Lin, luck.
Jiang Feng paused while shuffling the cards.
Jiang Feng thought of the carrot and beef stew he had eaten some time ago.
The buff of carrot and beef stew is to get the best luck of the year within a week. Since the best luck has been used up, according to the law of conservation of matter: in any material system that is isolated from the surroundings (isolated system), Regardless of the changes or processes that occur, its total mass remains the same. It can be explained that he lost like this in mahjong.
As for whether something like luck complies with the law of conservation of matter, what does it have to do with him, Jiang Feng?
It must be because of his bad luck recently, no, it must be the reason for that carrot and beef stew. The reason why he lost so miserably today was all due to bad luck and had nothing to do with his poker skills.
"What are you all doing here? Xiaoran saw that Xiaofeng didn't have this rice dumpling... Hey, some of you brought mahjong here." Grandma Jiang's appearance saved Jiang Feng's kidneys, and Jiang Feng continued to fight on this trend. Both kidneys could not be saved.
"What kind of mahjong are you playing here? Peking Mahjong or Guangdong Mahjong?" Grandma Jiang became interested.
"Grandma, they were playing Shu Mahjong." Jiang Ran said.
"Shu Mahjong?" Grandma Jiang thought for a moment, "I know Shu Mahjong. I played a few rounds of Shu Mahjong in the mahjong parlor downstairs a few days ago. It was quite interesting. There are only 108 cards. Cards. Xiaofeng, go to the kitchen and watch the rice dumplings cook, and I’ll help you play a game.”
"Okay grandma!" This was what Jiang Feng was waiting for. He knew that grandma Jiang would not let him down.
Jiang Feng immediately stood up and gave up his seat to Grandma Jiang. Without any nostalgia or reluctance, he walked towards the kitchen without looking back.
Without the southeast, northwest, center, white, and Hu Qixing cards, there is no soul.
(End of chapter)