Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 675 Really lost? (3)
All the gamblers here are more likely to get hot-headed and not clear-headed.

"It's okay to play a game with the little lady. I don't need these money," a man with rolled up sleeves walked over carelessly. Hearing this voice, he felt a bit heroic.

Before, Mu Xiang had noticed this person, to be exact, it wasn't him alone, but a group of them.

They seemed to have come in groups, the clothes on their bodies and the degree of damage were surprisingly consistent, and these people all had a bit of gangster air on their bodies, and there was a sinister look in their eyes.

If she guessed correctly, these people must have had a lot of blood on their hands.

"Let me introduce myself. My brothers are all called Laohan. If Madam doesn't mind, if you call me Laohan next time, that's flattering the villain. Since Madam is a novice, the villain will only play a few games with you. It doesn't matter if you win or lose!"

When Lao Han first came out, Mu Xiang had a bad impression of him.

He is tall and thick, with a scruffy appearance, but his words are still very manly.

Mu Xiang took out a few ingots of scattered silver from her sleeve, and the total was less than five cents, "That's all I have. I'll leave after losing. You roll first."

"Okay, that villain is welcome," Laohan said in a very rough voice, but his movement of grasping the cup was very dexterous, three strokes left and right, and once again up and down. There are not many tricks, but the strength is very strong, which is amazing Worrying, whether the dice will be broken by him.

Facts have proved that they were overthinking. When he shook his hands and left, the dice was definitely not broken.

In front of Mu Xiang was also a cup of two colors. Seeing that the strong man had finished shaking, she used the most childish way to pick up the cup, and then took the two dice, and put them in the cup without daring to turn it over and shake it. , seemed to be afraid that the dice would fall, so he held it in his hand like that, shook it a few times, then imitated the momentum of a strong man, and put the dice cup heavily on the table.

"As I said before, whoever has the most points wins the game. Will you drive first or me first?" The strong man's expression was open, without any excitement, and he was calm and calm.

He was calm and calm, but the people behind him were not calm at all, instead they were so nervous that they would die.

"Brother, you must not lose this time, if you lose any more, we will have to sell this dress!"

"Yeah brother, you have to get it right..." The person who spoke suddenly stopped when he saw the sauced duck leg in Mu Xiang's hand, swallowed hard, stared at it, and drool All flowed down.

The person standing next to him noticed his strangeness and slapped him hard on the forehead, "You have humiliated the faces of our brothers, quickly wipe off your bum, no matter how poor you are, no matter how poor you are, no matter how poor you are, you will never lose your face." If you are hungry, don’t forget, we are still a man!”

The burly man sitting opposite Mu Xiang looked a bit uncomfortable, his face was swollen just now to pretend to be a fat man, but now he was all pierced by the group of starving ghosts behind him, his face was panicked with embarrassment.

The drooling person quickly wiped his mouth with his torn sleeve, and lowered his head, not daring to look at Mu Xiang again.

Mu Xiang was puzzled by the expressions of the few of them.

Although these people have gangster spirits, they are not like gamblers who hang out at the gaming tables all the year round. At least their eyes roll quickly. People who stare at the gaming tables all the year round like to have straight eyes, and they can't be pulled away.

Mu Xiang looked at the person behind the strong man, then at the person on the opposite side, and smiled slightly, "Let me go first, I don't understand anyway, and it's not ashamed to lose."

She uncovered the dice cup without hesitation, and everyone stretched their heads to look at it. After reading it, they all sighed and sighed.

The two dice add up to only four points.

After seeing the number of dice clearly, the strong man on the opposite side frowned, smiled happily, and opened the color cup.

"Eight o'clock, this strong man won!" The dealer stood aside and reported the number.It seems that something is wrong, but I can't tell.

Mu Xiang smiled indifferently, "You won, take the money!"

The bet for this game is [-] coins. After all, this place is not like a professional casino. No one stipulates the size of the bet. It doesn't matter how much it is.

If you think it’s too small to gamble here, you can go to the underground casino, and you can throw it out by dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of taels without blinking an eye.

The brawny man hugged the money to himself, but at the end, he handed over fifty cents to her, "Although I won this round, you are not an old gambler, and I can't take advantage of this advantage, this lady." , now that you know how to gamble, you must have played enough, you should go back, this is not the place for women to come."

He was kind enough to persuade, but he was not greedy. In addition, the few people behind him did not show dissatisfaction or condemnation when they saw that the boss had returned fifty cents to the loser.

Based on the above characteristics, Mu Xiang determined that these people may have been born as bandits, but there are good bandits and bad bandits, there are good bandits who specialize in robbing corrupt officials and helping the poor people, and there are bandits who do all kinds of evil, rob everyone they see, see A bandit who kills people.

The few of them have good personalities, even though their hungry eyes are golden, they don't show greedy eyes for money.

Mu Xiang pushed back the fifty Wen money again, and didn't say anything else, just said: "Since it was lost to you, my wife is willing to bet and admit defeat, it should be yours, and you can accept it with peace of mind, so you don't have to refuse! "

People around are jealous, you don't want it, you can give it to us!

"Man, man, how can you go back on your word? You have never played such a game, but I have played it for many years. You are a woman. How can I bully you? I will not take back the money. If my wife wants to gamble, I will accompany you. But I still have to persuade Madam to go home as soon as possible, if you continue to gamble, you will definitely lose." When he finished speaking, the people behind him did not show any regrets or unwillingness.

Mu Xiang turned her eyes and smiled, and called He An, "Take the fifty Wen, go buy buns, buy more, and bring a pot of beef soup, is there any nearby? Then let them bring the bowls and chopsticks together." Bring it, understand?"

"Understood." How can I not understand, Madam is going to treat them to dinner, "We passed by a steamed stuffed bun shop before, I'll go and ask, and I'll be back soon."

For fifty Wen, you can buy a lot of steamed stuffed buns, but you can't buy a pot of beef soup. The master not only has to return the fifty Wen to them, but also pays for it himself.

Although He An felt sorry for Qian, he also knew Mu Xiang's temper. There must be a reason for her to do so.

(End of this chapter)