Chapter 363: Bramble Flower
"That was just an outsider, right? I heard that it was a strange thing."
"Tsk, it was a strange thing. They came to our town and did things everywhere. This is a big strange thing."
"That person just now was really extraordinary. I didn't dare to look at him directly. For the first time, I knew that I was so timid."
"In this town, all the bold ones were dead. Those who could survive were timid."
"I just had an idea, I wonder if it is accurate. You guys say, is that that one just now not an individual, but a ghost from outside the town, who came to our town to compete with local ghosts for territory."
"Hey! Don't say, there is really a possibility. People are not so powerful. They dare to provoke ghosts everywhere. Only ghosts can do this."
"You said, will he follow the rules in this teahouse?"
"I think people come here just to try to touch the rules and see whose rules are stronger."
"Or why should we withdraw first? Don't blow up the teahouse later, and then our life will be gone."
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Listening their talk, the teahouse owner also began to become worried.
This teahouse is his ancestral family property and lives by relying on this. If it is really blown away, he will feel sorry for it.
Seeing that some townspeople have left, they also advised him to go out and avoid it.
The teahouse owner shook his head firmly: "No, I won't leave. If the teahouse is blown up, then I will blow me up too."
"This is the land left by our ancestors, and we can't just be defeated by me."
The townsmen: "Oh, why are you so unfaithful?"
"Yes! This person is more important than anything else when he is alive. Whose house here seems to be unblocked, at worst, it's possible to rebuild it later!"
"Okay, then we'll leave first. If you are bombed to death, we'll go to the mat then."
"Buried with your teahouse, and let you guard it if you die."
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After listening to these persuasions, the teahouse owner always felt that they were watching his jokes.
Even if my house is gone, I also want to see his ancestral teahouse that will also suffer.
Although he was saying something concerned, he probably hoped that this would happen.
When the teahouse owner thought of this, he felt even worse, but this was also human nature and nothing wrong.
He began to urge the apprentice who ran errands in the teahouse: "Dahongpao in Dongxueju on the second floor, hurry up and cook for others."
"In the past, I gave some fruit plates, and I would like to remind you that our teahouse has a long history and it is not easy to stay until today. Please show mercy..."
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The second floor, Dongxueju.
The overall color of this tea room is white, and the tea table is decorated with golden red patterns, like a warm bonfire.
The snow paintings were hung on the wall, with the poem "Thousands of mountains of birds flew away, and thousands of traces were destroyed."
There are a few plum blossoms on the table, and the teapots and tea sets on the table are made of white blue and white porcelain, which corresponds to the theme of the room.
It can be seen that the layout of this private room is thoughtful and uses various methods to set off the atmosphere of winter snow.
Su Ming sat on a tea chair, took out a few decks of playing cards from his pocket, and opened the box: "This private room is really good, and you should charge more money if you make it like this."
He had always thought that private rooms in places like teahouses only provide a relatively private space. However, I didn’t expect that the added value of this environmental factor can also make people feel worthwhile.
I still have less knowledge in the real world and have never been to many high-end places. I used to have no money, but now I don’t have the time, energy and mood. "It's really a bit out of place to play cards in such an elegant place, it's a bit out of place."
Saying this, he still washed the cards in his hand.
At the same time, he summoned the skeleton soldier Wang and asked him to sit on the side of the square table to act as a card friend.
Wang was a little at a loss, and the ghost fire flashed in his skull, asking Su Ming: "What are you doing?"
Su Ming: "Playing cards, in professional terms, we are about to engage in offline gambling."
Wang: "What does it mean? I don't understand."
Su Ming: "Before entering the dungeon, weren't you playing with your phone and computer?"
Wang's voice brought a little grievance: "I'm playing, but there are so many messy things in your world, how can I learn it!"
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Su Ming: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I'll talk to you about the rules, and you will understand it soon. This is called "Fan Jinhua". The way to play is to touch three cards from the card, and then..."
Listening Su Ming's gurgling, Wang tilted his head and asked with a question mark on his face: "What is a flush? What is a straight? Also, what is a point? Why is 5 to 4?..."
After a few questions, the foundation has reached a very low level.
Only then did Su Ming realize that it was really hard to teach a skeleton from another world who had never even attended kindergarten to play poker.
However, if you want to violate the taboos, you must make the gambling game set.
He simply made up a simpler set of rules: "Okay, the golden flower is still too complicated for you."
"Then let's play with one, which is only the size of this card. You just need to remember that the symbol A is the largest, then the symbol K, then the symbol Q, and then J..."
After saying that, he took out the money in his pocket, divided it out half of it, and put it in front of Wang: "This is your bargaining chip, our goal is to win the chips in the other party's hands... Do you understand?"
This time, Wang finally figured out how to play the game: "I understand, but I have some difficulty remembering so many symbols that look like magical circuits."
After difficult preparations, this simple bet finally began.
Wang was surprisingly lucky, and soon he won half of the money in front of Su Ming.
"This game is so simple?" Wang, who has a newbie's luck, felt that this game was too simple and a little boring.
He was wondering if there were any skills to lose some bargaining chips and always win his own contract master. It seemed that it was not wise.
At this time, the teahouse apprentice carried a pot of hot water and walked into the room: "The tea is coming~"
He poured steaming hot water into the tea set in the room, and the fragrance of tea in Dahongpao was filled with pleasure.
After falling down, he looked at the bet on the table, with a very interested expression on his face: "Interesting! What is this gameplay? I have never seen it before."
Su Ming introduced: "This is the ultimate simplified version of the Golden Flower - Zha Tonghua."
Advisor at the teahouse: "What do the rules look like?"
Su Ming: "Touch one, compare the size."
After hearing this, the apprentice was shocked: "It's amazing! This is really the simplest way!"
"If you touch one, you can make the game faster and reduce the factor that determines the outcome of skills, and become a purer battle of luck and psychology."
"I wonder if I am lucky to have a few games with you?" The apprentice in the teahouse rubbed his hands, his eyes lit up, and he was very excited, and he couldn't wait.
(This chapter ends)