Song Beiyun

But now if the bet is doubled ten times, the win or loss will increase immediately, and this ferrule is different from marbles. It has certain skills and is directly related to a person's physical strength. After physical strength declines, he dies. deal.

"That's not much to say." Young Master Yu rolled up his sleeves again: "Today I will show you my methods."

Chapter 10, March 3th, Rain, the Fate of Gambling Dogs

The game of hoops is really addictive, because many times it has little to do with probability, it is purely a life, some things that should be put on it can't be put on, and those that are impossible to put on are easy to put on .

If it is regarded as a pleasant amusement, it is indeed very interesting, but if it is regarded as gambling, it is really a waste of money without knowing it.

Young Master Yu seemed to be addicted. He didn't care about winning or losing. As long as the rings in his hand were used up, he would buy some from Song Beiyun.

so back and forth.

"Come on, bring me another twenty."

After he finished throwing the ferrule again, he sat next to him and licked his lips, seemingly not enjoying himself.

"Master, we don't have enough silver."

The dog leg came up and whispered something, and Young Master Yu's eyes widened: "The 300 taels are gone?"

"Yes." The dog leg sniffled: "Young master, how about... let's forget about it today."

Young Master Yu spat, raised his hand and slapped him on the face: "It's like a dog, Master lost so much today, you just let it go?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at Song Beiyun: "Come on, credit."

Song Beiyun stepped forward with a sly eyebrow and a smile on his face, rubbed his hands together and said, "Small business, no credit."

Is this okay?Young Master Yu stared at Song Beiyun, "Do you know who my father is?"

"I don't know." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "Forgive me for my poor eyesight, I really don't know... Look, how can I, a countryman, know such a big thing."

"Father, Yu Juan. The local county magistrate still owes you these three melons and two dates?"

"This……"

Song Beiyun hesitated for a moment, then said with embarrassment: "I don't care about that. Let me ask the person in charge over there. If Master Ye says he can owe it, then my younger brother will naturally owe you on credit."

Upon hearing Master Ye, Young Master Yu was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands again and again: "Is this the business of Master Ye?"

"Well, look at my younger brother, how can I support this kind of stall."

Thinking about it, Young Master Yu looked around, and found that the thugs watching the scene were really familiar faces, and at first glance they were Ye Da's boss.

This is not easy. Ye Da is the master of someone above him. Although his father is an official, he must not appoint Ye Da as he pleases. His family's business has never been on credit. It is okay to ask for money, but it can only be If you pay the bill, you get three cents for one penny and a donkey rolling.

Young Master Yu thought about it for a while, he didn't really want to owe money, but he lost a lot in the past two days, it was very miserable.As the saying goes, it is stupider than a donkey not to lose money, and he doesn't want to be such a donkey.

After thinking about it for a while, he turned his head and asked Song Beiyun to find the steward who let the money go, and signed a 1000 tael IOU like all gamblers.

This is a large amount of IOU, usually it needs to be pawned, but his father's face is there, so the steward who released the loan didn't say anything, and quickly took 1000 taels of silver and placed it in front of Young Master Yu.

He wiped his mouth, patted the money in front of him, and looked at Song Beiyun: "I want to turn it over again, and I will turn it five times!"

Song Beiyun sighed, and said in a low voice, "Master Yu, it's almost enough."

"What are you talking about!?" Young Master Yu's white eyes were bloodshot, and his blood was obviously rushing to the top: "Young master will turn it over as soon as he says it!"

He wanted to die, who could be blamed for such a thing?Song Beiyun smiled calmly, turned around and flipped the betting chip behind him to fifteen times the number.

"Fifteen? Who do you look down on?" Young Master Yu chuckled, "Fifty!"

All the spectators in the arena were shocked, and whispers began to spread, fifty times... If forty yuan a handful is for entertainment, and four hundred yuan is for gambling, then the fifty times is worth two taels of silver a handful ah!This is a life gamble in ordinary people's homes, and a little carelessness can lead to ruin.

"This...Young Master Yu, you should think about it. This gambling is about buying and letting go, and willing to admit defeat." Song Beiyun said with a serious face: "This is not a joke."

Young Master Yu, who was on the verge of losing his mind, sneered: "Who's kidding with you, come on!"

With fifty circles in his hands, he began to focus on throwing. At this time, someone walked by, and he kicked the person to the ground without saying a word: "Stay away from me!"

Immediately, there was a gap of about two meters around him, but the ferocity couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the spectators. They all stretched their necks and watched there, quietly waiting for the final outcome.

"middle!"

Young Master Yu yelled and threw the ring out, only to see that the ring spun a few times on the super jackpot in the center before bouncing to the ground.Young Master Yu didn't say anything, just stared at the one in the middle and continued to take out a circle.

"Two or two."

"Two or two."

……

Every time you throw a circle, there will be someone with troubles nearby to count the numbers, and the more this happens, the more anxious Master Yu will be, and the more anxious he is, the more he will not be able to calm down.

After he still missed the shot in the eighth circle, he suddenly rushed into the crowd like a madman, pinned the person who reported the number to the ground and beat him violently. When the thugs went over to pull him away, the person who was beaten His face was covered with blood, and one of his front teeth was missing.

"Young Master Yu, isn't this against the rules?" Song Beiyun stepped forward, "If you hurt someone here, how can you open the door for business in the future?"

Young Master Yu remained silent, but just stretched out his hand towards Song Beiyun.

"Master, what do you mean by this?"

"Give me five taels of silver."

Song Beiyun didn't say much, just took out five taels of silver from his pocket and put it in Young Master Yu's hand: "This is my personal gift for you, but remember to pay it back."

"I already owe you a lot, and you still want to pay back these loose pieces?"

After finishing speaking, Young Master Yu threw the money on the idler who was beaten, and angrily said, "Did I hit you or didn't I hit you?"

When the man saw it, he quickly grabbed the money in his hands, and quickly got up: "No, no, the young master didn't hit the young one, it was the young one who threw it himself."

"roll!"

"Yes, yes, villain, get out now."

Song Beiyun watched this farce without making a sound, just continued to look at him with a smile, waiting for him to start a new round of traps, and the fifty laps would soon be over. At this time, Young Master Yu's expression was extremely ugly, Sitting there looking at his empty hands, he felt steam rising all over his body.

"Master Yu, it's almost time."

"Another 1000 taels!"

"It can't be done." Song Beiyun waved his hands again and again: "This number is too big. If the magistrate of the county pursues it, the small ones can't bear it."

"I'm so scared! I owe you the money, so what does it have to do with you?" Young Master Yu opened his hand and beckoned behind him, making all the idlers around him look over: "Be a witness for the young master. The money is what I want to borrow."

Seeing him falling into his own trap step by step, Song Beiyun chuckled, then walked up to the steward, muttered a few words in a low voice, and soon a new order and 1000 taels of silver were delivered.

Young Master Yu pressed his fingerprints, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to start working when Song Beiyun hurried over and said in a low voice, "Master, I'll teach you... Do you see the one at the oblique corner? You voted for that. Although there are not many of them, you can get back some of them." This, the accumulation of less becomes more."

Sure enough, as Song Beiyun said, after the fifty rounds of casting by Young Master Yu, he actually won a little bit, not much, but he did get back some money.

His complexion improved a lot, and he quickly exchanged all the money into rings. After repeating this cycle several times, he only lost less than 200 taels, and Song Beiyun asked him to take it more than once.

But betting on the dog, if you don’t lose with a jingle, can it be called a betting dog?It was naturally impossible for Young Master Yu to accept this suggestion. Not only did he not appreciate it, but he also told Song Beiyun to leave immediately, so as not to hinder him from killing all directions.

Gradually, his physical fitness began to decline, and he couldn't hit the easiest trap, his eyes were dizzy, and his head was a little dizzy.After a while, all those he won were vomited out, and there was no point left.

"Damn! It's broken." Young Master Yu sat on the chair and rested for a while: "Come on, come again... 5000 taels!"

The people around gasped, and Song Beiyun went up to persuade him unhurriedly, but at this time, how could Young Master Yu listen to people's words, and if he said five thousand, it would be five thousand.

Until Zishi, when the sky was completely dark, Young Master Yu owed a total of 400 taels of silver. According to his father's salary of 90 taels a month, which is 120 taels of silver, he owed a total of [-] taels of silver. His father's salary of [-] and six months is twelve months a year, which is exactly ten and a half years here.

After losing here, Young Master Yu's eyes were already glazed over. He sat there motionless, but at this moment the manager came over to him and said, "Young Master Yu, don't count interest for three days, and start counting interest after three days."

Young Master Yu's mouth opened, but he couldn't say a word for a while, like a dead fish.

After losing everything, he realized what he had done, sitting there with cold hands and feet, but now there was no room for maneuver, the only thing he could do was to go back and hold his father's thigh and cry for mercy.

Song Beiyun squatted there to pack his things. He glanced back at the manager and nodded with a smile: "Thank you Uncle Ye for me. I'll visit you in a few days."

"It's easy to say, young master, please do what you want." The manager shook the IOU on his hand: "This is already the favorite item of Master Ye."

"Tell Master Ye to eat less meat and less meat." Song Beiyun said three times in a row: "Tell important things three times, otherwise one day his feet will not be able to get off the ground."

"Thanks for the master."

Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Don't dare to do it, what happens after that?"

The steward shook the IOU in his hand again: "Little county magistrate, can he deny this black and white thing?"

"Okay, then I will trouble Master Ye."

"No trouble."

The steward walked away with a grim expression, while Song Beiyun laughed and kicked the sheep girl who was almost asleep next to him: "Go, please have a good meal."

Chapter 11, March 3, vernal equinox, rain.

"Father, you can save me...you can save me."

Young master Yu knelt in front of the county magistrate, with snot and tears, the county magistrate Yu youth's face was ashen, he stood there with his hands behind his back, and in front of him was the steward of Ye Da's family. Today is the last day of the three-day limit, and tomorrow But the interest is about to start, if he can't change it today, the profit will be rolled over a few times, and he really can't get rid of this bad debt even if he is sold.

"The old man thinks of a way, think of a way..."

The magistrate of the county is a majesty in front of others, but he does not dare to be too rampant in front of the master Ye. After all, he is not afraid of the people in the underworld, but he has to be afraid of those people on his head. Maybe the one named Ye is insignificant, but he I have been a county magistrate here for 12 years, how can I still not know who those people above him are?When it comes to being involved, they are all those first-rank and second-rank officials in Nanjing City. Although the surname Ye is just a small pawn in their hands, why not himself.

Thinking of his own age, as a parent official, but now he has to submissive in front of a group of young people, he felt resentful in his heart, and when he thought that his ignorant son did something good, he became even more angry.

"Nizi! What a naughty son!" He said helplessly, then raised his head: "I don't know what Master Ye is going to do?"

The person in charge smiled lightly and said, "The manager said that money is a trivial matter, but rules are a major matter, and the rules cannot be broken. We can find a compromise."

"Please tell me." The county magistrate sighed: "As long as I can bear it."

"There is a rule in this road, to put in a bid to negotiate the price. Your son is the son of the county magistrate, so it should be worth some money. But for your sake, we don't want to lower the price." The manager raised his head and said, "5000 taels and a leg."

County Magistrate Yu's eyes widened, with disbelief in his eyes: "How dare you..."

"That's right, as a parent, who wants to take this step. Then start recording the interest tomorrow, and it will end in January, and you only need to pay the interest at the end of the month."

"How much breath?" County magistrate Yu's voice trembled: "Every month?"

"That's not right, the interest is also included in the principal. This month you can pay 3000 taels, but next month it will be 900 taels. The person in charge said that it will be calculated as an integer, and the 1000 taels will be wiped out. "

More than 3000 taels a month...and accumulated monthly, County Magistrate Yu let out a long sigh, slumped on a chair, his hands trembling tremblingly.

"Daddy...you have to save me..."

County magistrate Yu looked at his son, who was kneeling on the ground for not living up to expectations, he was angry and sad, and when he thought of those officials and people whose families were ruined by such rolling debts, he felt shuddering.

Relying on his own position as an official?If it doesn't exist, when the time comes, I can't save my son by myself.

"Okay, okay." County magistrate Yu tightened the teacup in his hand: "Then today I will teach this unfilial son a lesson, so that he can remember it!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the bench in the corner of the room, kicked his son over, and the bench hit his son's leg hard. After a scream, the arrogant and arrogant Young Master Yu turned pale and passed out. .

And just when the county magistrate raised his hand to smash his other leg, the steward stretched out his hand: "Okay, Mr. Ling's legs are broken, let's do it now."

After finishing speaking, he tore off the IOU in front of County Magistrate Yu, and was about to leave with his hands behind his back: "Magistrate Yu, my children still need to be disciplined by themselves. Today, I met the head of the house. If you want to change to someone else, you understand ?”

"Understood." The county magistrate bowed his hands to the steward, "Thank you sir."

"These days, let your son recuperate at home, read more books, and don't go to the streets to show off."

The county magistrate was full of anger, and he was an official at any rate, but now he was obsequious in front of such a libertine, and he almost spit out old blood.But he had to suppress his anger and send people out of the gate with a smile.

After the steward went back, he directly saw Ye Dangjia sitting on the bed and eating the boiled kudzu root recommended by Song Beiyun with a sad face.

"It's all done?"

Ye Dangjia put down his spoon, wiped his mouth with a silk cloth: "Next, let's follow the name that kid gave... Let's take out Pachinko's things and put them in the venue."

"it is good."

The steward was hesitant to speak, and he was about to leave, but Mr. Ye saw his confusion at a glance, and chuckled lightly: "If you have anything you want to ask, just ask."

"Head of the family, I don't really understand why you agreed to that worthless boy, but why did you let the county magistrate go after you agreed."

Master Ye smiled deeply: "You, you still need to work hard for a few years before you can take on the heavy burden."

"Please enlighten me from the master."

Ye Dangjia on the bed took a sip of the strange-smelling kudzu root water, leaned on the head of the bed and said, "I agreed to that kid because he gave me something called a plan. The things in it are clearly organized and well-organized. A peasant boy can write it. After reading it, I feel that as long as this kid wants to do something, he can do it even without us. If so, why is he not beautiful? There are some obscene and skillful things in vain. It’s a steady profit.”

The person in charge nodded thoughtfully: "I observed carefully the day before yesterday, and the boy's expression and demeanor are quite mature. If it is an ordinary peasant boy in the [-]th or [-]th year, if he encounters a big business with tens of millions of taels, I'm afraid I can't even speak clearly, and that kid is not only quick-witted, but also able to provoke the young master of the Yu family over and over again."

"This son is not like ordinary people." Ye Dangjia sighed: "If Yuan'er is not young, I really want to recruit him as a son-in-law."

I didn't expect the head of the house to think so highly of that kid. The steward blinked his eyes a little confused, but he was really embarrassed to ask again.

"As for letting go of the county magistrate, after all, he is an official. Who knows if he will be promoted one day? Don't do everything. Give others a way and leave a way for yourself. Breaking a leg is a rule, a rule. Unbreakable, breaking one is kindness and breaking two is enmity, why bother to make such an enmity with others?"