Song Beiyun

A Qiao gave him a hard look and ran away in a hurry, but she turned back before taking two steps: "You are about to start studying! Aunt Hong told me yesterday that you are talented and intelligent, and if you study, you will definitely be able to read." Can be admitted to a champion."

"Hey... Who is a serious person to test that thing?" Song Beiyun pinched Aqiao's face: "I'm leaving, I'll give you pancakes when I come back."

"Oh, then you go." Aqiao was full of displeasure: "Remember to ask for mutton, I don't like pigs, I'm angry."

"I know, I know, how can I not know what my lady A Qiao likes to eat?"

"Bad guys... know frivolity all day long."

Quietly, she went from Xiaolianzhuang to the county seat, and even boarded an ox cart pulling firewood, and arrived with the spring breeze blowing along the way.

Although this county town is far inferior to Nanjing City's colorful flowers, it is one of the important towns in Gyeonggi. No matter in terms of prosperity or population, it is not comparable to other towns. Song Beiyun often comes here, so he is familiar with it. Very soon, he first bought a few pancakes, then weighed three taels of mutton, and then plunged into the alley.

After kicking open a half-closed wooden door, he saw a fat guy on the bed with a big ear still wrapped in a quilt lying in it sleeping soundly. Song Beiyun went up and lifted the quilt off the man directly.

Unexpectedly, the guy under the quilt suddenly woke up, raised his fist as if to hit him, but after seeing clearly that the person who came was Song Beiyun, he immediately turned his fist into a slap and slapped himself on the back of the head.

"Brother Song, why are you here?"

"I'm afraid you'll die sleeping here." Song Beiyun threw the pancakes and mutton on his face: "Eat quickly, I have something to do after eating."

"All right, I'll get dressed now."

This person is nicknamed Yangniuer, although his name is a bit strange, but he is also one of the best rascals in this county. Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came, he would dare to go up and give him a slap.

But such a rascal, he could be said to be respectful to Song Beiyun, and he would beat and kick him at will.

"It's because my elder brother Song knows how to hurt people. As soon as I eat this pancake, I know it's from Mrs. Hu's family. It's delicious!"

"Stop talking nasty things to me." Song Beiyun leaned against the door: "How much do you know about the county magistrate's son?"

"You mean that bastard?" Yang Niu'er looked disdainful: "I can't do it if I can't do it, I just got a good father. If I had such a good father, I would have been the top student in high school by now."

"Fart your mother, with your weight, you are still the champion? How many characters do you know?"

"Hey...hey..." Yang Niu'er laughed: "Brother Song is talking about..."

Song Beiyun went out with the broken pot and asked Yang Niu'er's neighbors to buy a pot of hot water for three grand. A few days ago, he lost everything in gambling, and he even sold the stove, leaving only the torn quilt when his mother died. After being redeemed from the casino, he might have had his fingers chopped off and begged along the street.

"Hey, what does the county magistrate's son usually like?"

"What else can I like, a girl's white belly, jingling big belly, and oily meat." Yang Niuer pointed out with her fingers: "This kind of rotten person, bah!"

Song Beiyun thinks so too. These things have not been eliminated from human daily behaviors from ancient times to the present and even into the future. It can be said that they are rooted in genetic preferences.

"I'll buy something later, let's have some fun."

"Okay! I will do what my brother says."

"You're 22, don't call me brother, you bastard..."

Yang Niu'er smiled shamelessly and said: "That's impossible, my brother rescued me from the gambling house, then you are my brother. Whatever my brother wants, I will pick it for you even if it is the stars in the sky."

"Licking a dog will kill you."

Sheep girl: "???"

Song Beiyun sighed, and sat on his broken bed: "Two pieces of wooden wedges should be longer, a large plank and wooden strips, sealed with wooden strips around it, there are some in the carpenter's shop, you go and order them, hurry up and ask for more Some isinglass. A few round balls, the rounder the better, they are available in the pottery workshop. There is also a piece of beef tendon, available in the craftsman's shop. You can take the usual money, and if you have more, you will be rewarded. "

After receiving the money, Yang Niu'er memorized Song Beiyun's request several times, said goodbye and ran out.

In fact, there is something very interesting about Song Beiyun, which even A Qiao finds it strange, that is, he can always succeed in whatever he does. Once A Qiao asked him why, he said that all the prosperity of the world is for profit, as long as he can Let people taste the sweetness, there is nothing in the world that cannot be bought.

Then, A Qiao asked a question that made Song Beiyun want to slap him in the face, "If someone wants to buy me, how much money are you willing to sell?" After a lot of effort to coax A Qiao, he was no longer in the woman's house. I pretended to be aggressive in front of my friends. This thinking circuit is different, and many problems really cannot be explained.

Sure enough, the rich hooligan's work efficiency is really high. Within an hour, all the things he wanted were put in front of him, and at the same time, he saw Yang Niu'er playing with a small sharp dagger .

"You bastard! Just buy these things if I give you money? I asked you to save some food on weekdays, you're fine!"

Song Beiyun was furious and kicked Yang Niuer's ass, and Yang Niuer who was kicked was a little embarrassed and smiled: "Brother, this is not... I like it."

"Bastard!"

"Yes yes yes, I'm an asshole. I will never dare next time."

What can Song Beiyun do when he encounters this kind of bastard, he is also desperate, so he simply ignores this bastard, bows his head and starts to process the materials in front of him.

"Give me the dagger."

Yang Niu'er squatted by the side and watched Song Beiyun carve and draw on this wooden board, and then used isinglass to divide the lower layer of the wooden board into small grooves with small wooden strips, and then he drilled many holes in the wooden board , and insert it with wooden strips.

"Brother, how did you make the good plank into such a mess?"

"You know a fart, just watch it."

After Song Beiyun processed it many times, he finally hung the wedge on the beef tendon and fixed the lower end on the wooden board. This became a simple spring device. Song Beiyun put the pottery ball in front of the wedge and flicked it lightly. He flicked it out, and this action was repeated continuously. While counting with a branch on the ground next to him, he muttered words in his mouth.

"This is interesting, my brother asked me to play it too."

"You come."

Let this idiot do this strenuous work, Song Beiyun concentrated on counting at the side, and when the speed of pulling the spring reached [-] times, even Yang Niu'er's arms were sore, so he called to stop.

Then he took a pen and kept writing numbers in those small grids. This plate is big enough, and there are more than 30 grids in it, and because of the uneven surface of the board and the interference of those wooden strips, the small balls were drawn three hundred times. He wrote Wuguan money in the grid without falling into it once, and he wrote numbers of different sizes in the other grids according to the number of falling more than 300 times.

"Brother... this is?"

After Song Beiyun finished his work, he smiled lightly: "I was cheated out of a lot of money by this thing before."

Yang Niu'er didn't know who could fool Song Geer, who was as smart as a fairy, but he knew that this plate was really interesting. Then this is really exciting, he was a gambler, but now seeing this, his heart is really pissed, and his hands are still itchy.

"One time for half money, five times for double money, and five times for the biggest prize." Song Beiyun rubbed his nose: "The youngest has a hundred big ones."

"This is good, this is good! Fresh!"

"Hey..." Song Beiyun pointed at the wooden plate: "Hold it up, let's go."

The two came to the downtown area. Although it was not as crowded as in Nanjing City, there was still a constant flow of people coming and going.

When they came to the street, Song Beiyun bought a good place for a beggar for five bucks, and then asked Yang Niuer to bring two stones, sit down on her buttocks, and put up a sign next to it, which said "Half hanging money to play" One time, two hanging money to play five times.

After a while, many idlers gathered around. After they learned the rules in a few words, they immediately started to try it out.

Someone wins and someone loses, good luck wins a little bit, bad luck loses a little bit, Song Beiyun doesn't care, he will win anyway...

Soon, the place was completely surrounded. Although Song Lvshang couldn't help gambling, most of the women in the family were vicious. Although this novelty was simple and exciting, the losers were also terrified.

Whenever gambling, there are bound to be people watching. Once or twice, Zhong Zhong Zhong's voice will be heard from the crowd.

Not to mention, he really won two five-peat awards in the morning, but Song Beiyun was very stubborn, and gave the money to others with a smile.As a result, the atmosphere in the crowd became even more heated, and those who had won five consecutive matches were even more itchy and wanted to win more.

But even though Song Beiyun was coming in and out, the bag was still full of big boys.

"The mentality of a gambler...it really is." Song Beiyun sighed, "If you win, stop playing."

"Brother, are you afraid you can't afford to lose?" The person who won the big prize but is still playing now looked at Song Beiyun with a smile and said, "Don't lose so much that you cry."

"If you can win probability, then I'll fucking kowtow to you." He muttered in a low voice, then looked up and saw a few teenagers coming here in the distance. Ordinarily, he immediately poked the sheep girl next to her who was eating cakes and her mouth was full of grease with his arm: "Is there any son of the county magistrate among those people?"

Yang Niu'er was full of joy because she had won the money, and she recovered after being stunned by Song Beiyun. She craned her neck to take a look, and nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, it is him!"

Chapter 7, March 3th, overcast, there is no winner in long-term gambling.

It's lively, it's something that everyone has been willing to get involved in throughout the ages. To put it bluntly, it means that the development of society cannot be separated from curiosity. To put it bluntly, it is idle.

The son of the county magistrate is not a high-minded person. He is also known as a loafer in the county. He often gathers local idlers to hang around all day long. It is common to bully men and women. Under the circumstances, he didn't dare to go too far, but it was always annoying.

Seeing him coming, people consciously parted ways to let him in. He walked up to Song Beiyun proudly and swaggeringly, and looked at the pinball thing in front of him.

"What object is this?"

Song Beiyun said with a smile: "Guest officer, this is a good object. Back then, my family teacher traveled all over the world and met a few Japanese monks on the coast of the East China Sea. The things I learned from them are very interesting. How many hands do you want to play?"

"Good talk, good talk."

Seeing that the people around were holding money in their hands, and those things were written on the plate, how could he not know what it was for, and immediately wanted to try it.

"Guest officer, please look at this sign."

The son of the county magistrate smacked it and found it interesting. He took out two large coins from his arms and threw them in front of Song Beiyun. Then he started playing with this new thing under the guidance of the people next to him.

This thing is simple, exciting, very easy to use and requires no brains. This kind of pleasure of gambling luck is exactly what gamblers like and need most. The plate was seized, and he ordered someone to move a low stool to sit on it and began to concentrate on playing.

He went back and forth dozens of times, and the money on his body went in and out many times. He also won a lot at the beginning, and almost got all the gambling money Song Beiyun had earned before, making everyone around him jealous They all echoed and praised Young Master Yu for his great fortune, and after winning a large sum of money, he was coaxed by the idlers around him. This young master was obviously red-eyed. He rubbed his hands and rolled up his sleeves: "Look at me!" I won’t kill you to pieces today!”

Song Beiyun laughed beside him and said nothing, but Yang Niu'er was a little nervous. He felt sorry for the money that went out, but seeing that Song Beiyun was silent, he couldn't say anything, so he could only look helplessly at the aggressive young master of the Yu family opposite.

"Brother, what should I do..."

Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "Why panic, I'm willing to admit defeat."

As soon as the words came out, the people around started booing one after another, some applauded and some scolded. Anyway, the atmosphere suddenly became lively, and the young master of the Yu family didn't say much, and continued to pull the handle with a hey.

I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, just because I'm afraid you can't afford to lose.Song Beiyun looked at the county magistrate who was on top. He had never been in contact with this person, so he probably didn't understand what a slot machine was.Maybe he could win some money by relying on luck at the beginning, but luck is really unreliable, and it is okay to fight occasionally, but if you try to normalize this luck, it is tantamount to death.One thousand dollars is consistent, and half-hanging is fifty big money. The usual money is only 40.00 times, and it is only [-] times including discounts and promotions. These [-] times may make money, but if it is [-] times Ten times, one hundred times, two hundred times, then his winning rate will get closer and closer to the [-]% reward rate calculated by Song Beiyun.

What is the concept of 40.00% reward rate?If one hundred people invested one hundred pennies in one day, then only forty people can keep their capital, and if someone wins two pennies, then there must be one less person who can save their capital. If someone wins forty pennies alone , then there must be 99 people who lost their money.

Of course, it wasn't that accurate because of the equipment, but after a rough calculation, Song Beiyun also knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to lose money, so he just sat there and didn't panic at all.

Sure enough, after the young master of the county grandpa's family was very lucky at the beginning, he quickly started to give away money crazily, spit out money again and again, and his mentality began to collapse. He was like a red-eyed gambler, At the beginning, he tried to adjust the strength to control the direction of the small ball, but in the end he didn't care about it, and just bounced it out when it was full. After leaving everything to fate, the money in his pocket became less and less , he also became more and more anxious.

"Guest officer, I think you have won a little bit, so let's take it."

"Fart!" The county magistrate's son had a bruised vein on his forehead: "I think you are afraid of losing your money!"

Song Beiyun unhurriedly took out a piece of mustache from his bosom and ate it, and asked Yang Niuer to buy some fruit tea. The two of them ate while watching the red-eyed young master gamble deep Put money in the pit.

He really didn't understand, this thing looks harmless, but this primitive slot machine is also a slot machine, it can eat people without spitting out bones, and it's just a matter of time to slowly suck a person's blood dry.

After noon, Young Master Yu had been playing here for two hours before he knew it, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, almost all the money on his body had gone out, and he even asked the dog legs around to move some money, but it was all invested in this On the hell.

He knew that if he had stopped earlier, not only would he not have lost so much, but now he has no way to turn back, more than 100 taels, which is more than a hundred taels of money... This is not a small amount of money.

"Guest officer, take it. This is not the way." Song Beiyun said leisurely while drinking fruit tea: "Leave some money and go home."

The magistrate of the county took a deep breath and looked up at Song Beiyun: "Are you going to pay or not?"

"That's not acceptable. I need an official referral to release the account. I don't have an official referral, but I will be punished." Song Beiyun said helplessly, "Guest officer, don't make things difficult for me."

There is a very strange rule here. Gambling stalls can be opened at will, but the government's seal is required to release the account. If there is no official permission, if the account is released privately, it will be punished with a staff of [-], and it will be exiled. Song Beiyun will not Let people take advantage of this loophole.

"Well, I'm going home to get the money now, and you are waiting for me here."

"That can't wait." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "It's getting late, and I need to close the stall and go back."

When Young Master Yu heard it, he thought, what the hell can I do?This end is very hot, if the stall is closed, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight, it will be very uncomfortable for this hundred claws to scratch my heart.So he grabbed Song Beiyun's arm: "You can't leave, you still want to leave after winning my money?"

"Guest officer, look, I told you to stop a long time ago and you didn't accept it. You don't understand the reason why you are willing to gamble and admit defeat?" Song Beiyun also raised his neck: "Looking at your clothes, you are also a son of a rich family. If these loose pieces of silver do such a thing, they will be ridiculed, right?"

In fact, even if Young Master Yu took all the money he lost, it wouldn't be a big deal. In this three-acre land, it wasn't a big deal to him at all.

But there is one thing that he actually cares about, that is his reputation in the Tao, and he managed to get some knowledge. If he turns his face and spreads the name of willing to gamble and refuse to admit defeat, how can he still be in the casino and gambling house? Inside?Then if you go to Cuihonglou, you won't be laughed to death by your fans?

"Okay, let's get a big one at the end." Young Master Yu took a deep breath and pointed to the plate on top: "I'll pull another handful, if it's an odd number, give me the money, if it's an even number, I'll write an IOU Here it is, I owe you."

Song Beiyun's mind was running fast, feeling that this was a gamble, but it was nothing, and it was not a big deal to return it to him. Anyway, his purpose was not this time, but to drag him into this quagmire.

According to the salary of a county magistrate, a month's salary is about ninety guan, plus some corruption on weekdays, one hundred taels of silver is nothing.

And what Song Beiyun wanted was to make him unable to bear it!So even if this little money is returned, it is just to catch bigger fish.

"In this case, let's take a gamble." Song Beiyun also rolled up his sleeves: "Everyone, be a witness!"

Young Master Yu spit on his hands, stretched his waist, and made a crackling sound. His eyes were red and his hands pressed on the mechanism, and he looked up at Song Beiyun.

Song Beiyun just smiled, and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

The atmosphere became tense all of a sudden, and the surrounding people stopped making noise. This kind of gamble of more than a hundred taels of silver is the most enjoyable for the spectators. They all held their breath and waited quietly for the imminent result.

"bang"

With a muffled sound, the beef tendon was pulled, the tenon rebounded and hit the frame, and the ball also bounced.At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and everyone's eyes were fixed on this dusty ball.

Seeing it bouncing back and forth on those protruding wooden sticks, not only Young Master Yu, but also the hearts of the other onlookers, including Yang Niu'er, were lifted.

The people around did not say anything, but no one wanted the ball to fall into the odd-numbered box. After all, this young master Yu is not a very easy-going person on weekdays. It's just that everyone can't wait for him to lose quickly.

The ball touched the bottom, but stopped in the wooden bar between one hundred and two hundred, hovering there motionless.

"Don't move! Don't move!!!" Young Master Yu's eyes turned red, and he opened his hands to push everyone behind him back: "Get up for me."

Song Beiyun looked up at Young Master Yu: "Guest officer? What do you say?"

"Not busy." He touched his face with his sleeve: "Wait!"

But just as he finished speaking, a gust of spring breeze blew, and Song Beiyun raised his head to look at the sky: "I'm afraid it will rain tomorrow."