My Lord, your wife is spreading rumors about you again.

Chapter 41: The Owner of Jucai Building

"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you."

The man who came was a big, burly man who looked like a butcher, but he was wearing a white robe that was totally inconsistent with his status. He nodded to Ming Li and Jiang Tong, and said, "From what this young lady said just now, it seems that you are very good at gambling?"

Mingli smiled modestly: "I'm not good at it, I'm just proficient in it."

The sturdy man was stunned. It must have been a long time since he saw such a shameless person.

"I see that you and your wife are dressed like this, so they are not from ordinary families, but they are not that rich either. I hope that if you lose, you will not deny it."

"I know the rules of the casino."

Mingli held Jiang Tong in his arms and turned around, leaning close to her ear and whispering, "Whoever loses pays, how about that?"

"Okay." Jiang Tong rolled up his sleeves. "One round will decide the outcome. I don't believe I will be so unlucky today."

Mingli smiled secretly: "What are you going to do?"

"scissors."

"Then I'll play the rock. If you lose, take the money."

After Mingli finished speaking, he quickly let go of his hand and took two steps at a time to the gambling table.

Jiang Tong stood there in a daze. What a shameless guy!
Mingli picked up the dice cup and shook it twice. Although it seemed careless, anyone who had been in the casino for many years could tell at a glance that this was the technique of an expert.

"boom--"

The dice cup fell on the table, and the sturdy man opposite asked, "Sir, do you want to bet on big or small?"

"big."

"Open the cup - three hundred and sixty-two! Big!"

The sturdy man's eyes moved slightly, and he made a gesture of invitation: "Sir, please continue."

"Oshiko."

"Open the cup - three one three o'clock! Small!"

"Bet on small again."

"Open the cup - it's three one three o'clock again! Still small!"

"Young master, you are a good gambler." The sturdy man's eyes changed again and again as he looked at Mingli. The dice cup in her hands was like a docile dog. She could make it big or small as she wanted.

There was no special trick to Mingli's gambling skills. He just got bored in the mountains and mastered even the ability to tell the size of sounds.

Mingli smiled slightly: "Thank you. Guessing the size is boring, how about changing the way of playing?"

"Sir, please speak." The sturdy man's interest was aroused.

Mingli picked up three dice and tossed them in his hand. "It's actually quite simple. It's still the same as shaking the bowl to place bets, but instead of comparing the size, we're comparing the points."

There are only two possible results for guessing the size, but there are hundreds of possible results for guessing the number of points.

“Ha, interesting!”

The sturdy man was excited, and more and more people were gathering around the gambling table. He took out a thick stack of banknotes from his arms and slapped them on the table. "As you wish, young master, but we have to make it clear in advance. The chips bet in one round must not be less than one hundred taels."

"I have exactly one thousand taels here. I see that you are not dressed luxuriously, and Jucailou also values ​​morality. If you don't have silver to pay, an arm can be worth one hundred taels."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tong immediately became unhappy.

"Oh! Who are you looking down on?!" She pushed Mingli away, threw all her wealth onto the gambling table, and slammed the table heroically: "Husband! Bet with him! I will make him lose everything today!" Mingli looked at her and laughed helplessly.

The sturdy man opposite was no longer sitting. He put his hands together, looked pious, and muttered something. He shook the dice cup with a clanging sound as if he was performing a ritual.

After shaking the dice for 9981 times, his man stood on the chair and slammed the dice cup onto the table. "Thirteen!"

Mingli nodded slightly. She lifted up the dice cup, shook it twice, and then dropped it. She yawned while shaking it.

"Three sixes, eighteen."

"Open the cup - this young master wins!"

The onlookers were shocked. Not only did he guess the number correctly, he even guessed what the three dice were!
The sturdy man was stunned.

Jiang Tong was also surprised. She looked at Ming Li and said, "No, you are the God of Gambling who has come down to earth?"

"Are you stupid?" Mingli chuckled. She pulled Jiang Tong over and whispered to her, "I can only shake the biggest and smallest. What's the biggest number besides three sixes?"

Jiang Tong suddenly realized.

Mingli smiled, "Okay, let's continue."

Just as Mingli was about to raise the dice cup again, the strong man walked over quickly and pressed the dice cup. Mingli frowned and glanced at him coldly: "What do you mean?"

"Sir." The sturdy man bowed politely to Mingli. "I am Bao Changfu, the supervisor of the outer floor of Jucai Building. In the past few games tonight, you have defeated the village head. According to the rules, I would like to invite you to play in the inner floor."

"What if I don't want to go?"

Bao Changfu's face changed: "Sir, this is the rule. You are still young, and you have such a skill. Your future is limitless. Don't ruin this good day because of your youthful arrogance."

Mingli turned to Jiang Tong: "What do you think, Madam?"

"My dear husband, I think it's better to go there and broaden your horizons. After all, Jucailou is such a big place, and they won't kill people for money, right?"

Bao Changfu lowered his head: "Madam, you are joking. You two, please."

Bao Changfu walked in front and led the way, with doubts in his heart. He didn't know why the boss came to tell him to take this young couple in. Could it be that they hid their background? Or was the boss attracted by this young man's good gambling skills?
Mingli tilted her head and whispered to Jiang Tong who was holding her arm, "What's inside the inner layer?"

"Do you think there is any noble family like you and me in the place where we gambled just now? Most of them are commoners, and the richest ones are just some well-off people." Jiang Tong gathered her sleeves, "But Jucailou is one of the best gambling houses in Kyoto, and many high-ranking officials and nobles are involved in it. The artifacts we are looking for should be in the inner layer."

The decoration of the inner layer is completely different from that of the outer layer. It doesn't look like a gambling house, but more like a teahouse.

The sound of musical instruments floated in the air, the incense lingered in the air, and the doors of the elegant houses were closed one after another. Only the shaking of dice cups, the laughter of men and women, and the lingering sounds of stringed instruments could be heard.
There was a door of a wing room in the middle that was wide open, and a servant came out and whispered something to Bao Changfu. Bao Changfu bowed and listened, while Mingli's eyes gradually widened.

Bao Changfu seemed to be very afraid of the box in the middle. He walked up to Mingli and said, "Sir, our boss would like to invite you in to play a game. The boss has already placed the bet. If he loses..." Bao Changfu swallowed his saliva, his heart beating faster, "Then from now on, Jucai Building will be under your name."

Mingli and Jiang Tong looked at each other, both with shock in their eyes.

The boss? Could it be Mo Zhao himself?

"You can gamble," Mingli raised his eyes, "but you have to change the bet."

"Sir, please tell me."

"If I win, give me the Ming family's second son's tomb artifact."

"Sir," Bao Changfu immediately became alert. He looked Ming Li up and down, "Could it be someone sent by the Ming family?"

"In a casino, no one is considered noble or humble, regardless of status or family background." Mingli smiled faintly, "Manager Bao's question just now was really beyond the rules."

(End of this chapter)