"Let me lend you, save money?" Wu Ming was too lazy to look at Chen Xijiu. Why should I lend you money to you if I was not a relative or a friend? Besides, who dares to lend money to a lunatic who just escaped from a mental hospital?

Just as Chen Xijiu shook his head and sighed, Chen Dawen patted his shoulder from behind and said to him privately: "I only have two dollars. If I don't care, I can lend you one."

"Thank you, Brother Wen." Chen Xijiu happily took a coin from him and thought to himself that Chen Dawen is a very good person and is a partner to be close to.

...

"Brother, what's going on at the dock? All the people in our calligraphy and painting stalls ran over there to bet."

Not far from the pier, in a courtyard, a very strong man said to a fat man.

The strong man is called Ma Rulong, who is the fat man's younger brother, and the fat man himself is called Ma Rubao. Their brothers have been here in Chungang for five years.

Five years ago, the two brothers were still half boys. They were too young and had no support here. They were bullied. Later, they were taken in by Ji Ye, who opened a calligraphy and painting stall, and regarded him as his adopted son, and stayed in the calligraphy and painting stall to take care of his business.

The calligraphy and painting stalls are actually not selling calligraphy and paintings, but a very popular gambling method in the last era. It is similar to opening a lottery ticket. It is to bet before hiding a patterned calligraphy and painting in a tea pot. There are often 32 such calligraphy and paintings, so that the gamblers can bet to guess. When they smash the tea pot and the calligraphy and paintings inside fall out, the person who bets this calligraphy and painting will naturally win money.

The rules are relatively simple, suitable for both young and old, and it is okay to have more or less stakes. It is very popular. For example, Ji Ye’s calligraphy and painting stall has been open for nearly twenty years and has been in decline for a long time. At this moment, the business was snatched from the dock, so naturally I felt unhappy.

"Brother, let's go to the dock to see what's going on over there." My younger brother Ma Rulong suggested.

"Forget it, the dock is the territory of the foreman Juye. If the well water does not interfere with the river, let him go." Ma Rubao shook his fat big head, not wanting to be troublesome.

"Oh, we are not going to make trouble, we just go and take a look, it's okay. If we are creating a new name, we have to learn it too, right? If you think I'm wrong, you can refute me." Ma Rulong said seriously.

Ma Rubao's fat lips opened, and he couldn't think of refuting his brother for a moment.

"Let's go, let's watch the fun, don't be too late." Ma Rulong pushed his brother hard, and Ma Rubao, the fat man, could only come to the dock half-push.

"Oh my god, half of the people in Shijiwei are here." Ma Rulong looked at the crowded pier and could hardly believe his eyes.

The crowds had already squeezed the dock tightly, and even the trees were crawling, so the tea stalls could hardly sit down.

"Hey, old man, what are you doing over there? Why are so many people gathering?" Ma Rubao asked the old man at the tea stall.

The old man said, "You are just here. Someone wants to challenge Juye's signboard Dali Liu. The news has spread a long time ago. Everyone is rushing to bet. The competition will begin in a while. If you want to bet, go quickly. If you don't want to greet you, I have to go and add water."

So many people have almost made the tea stalls so much that the old man has no chance to talk, and he is too busy to be busy. Of course, he is very happy to be busy. With so many people tonight, he can earn at least ten days of extra tea money.

"There is actually someone challenging Dali Liu, right? I have seen that guy. He can carry ten sacks of rice and grain alone, and he still has no rivals. Who has the courage to challenge him?" Ma Rulong looked incredible.

"What's the use of just guessing? Let's squeeze in and take a look." Ma Rubao said. Anyway, he has come. If you have fun, then let's have a good time.

In this era, entertainment activities are very, very limited. Rich people can go to nightclubs and dance halls, but poor people can only go home to hold their wives, and if they don’t have wives, they can go to the horse pendant, or sleep well, where there is a lot of fun, which is absolutely rare and tight.

"Brother, I can't squeeze in, what should I do?" People were next to people, and Ma Rulong could no longer find any place to take advantage of the situation.

"What should I do? Look at me!" Ma Rubao's brute force broke out, and his body, like a bulldozer, pushed forward like a bulldozer, and plowed a road from the crowd with shouts and scolding one after another.

"Brother, you really are!" Ma Rulong gave a thumbs up and could see who the two sides were about to compete.

"No way, it's him?" Ma Rulong said in surprise after seeing Wu Shihao.

"Who is it?" Ma Rubao followed his brother's gaze and looked at the competition venue.

"It's Wu Shihao," said Ma Rulong: "This kid is very loyal and has a good reputation in the dock. Several fellow villagers follow him to do things, but they didn't expect that he would have the courage to challenge Dali Liu... Brother, who do you think will win?"

"Don't you know him better than me? Whoever you say is, is who you are." Ma Rubao said indifferently. He usually listens to his younger brother when he encounters things that he is undecided.

"Then we also place a bet. If you buy a little less, you will suppress... Wu Shihao!" said Ma Rulong.

"Beat him? No... Have you not seen more than 95% of the people beg Dali Liu? The side of Beat Wu Shihao has already compensated thirty." Ma Rubao said to his younger brother.

"Brother, we run calligraphy and painting stalls, and we are just gambling. Think about it, more than 95% of people buy Dali Liuying. If we follow us, we won't make much money even if we bet right. But it's different to bet Wu Shihao..." Ma Rulong smiled thorny.

"What if we lose," Ma Rubao said again.

"Nothing is true. I know that Wu Shihao is a down-to-earth person. He will not do such a thing without more than 90% of the confidence. He will definitely win. If you don't agree with my point of view, you can also refute me." Ma Rulong once again showed his serious face.

Ma Rubao naturally would not refute his younger brother. He was used to it and finally nodded, "Okay, then we will bet on Wu Shihao, but just buy a little less, it's almost done, do you know?"

"I understand." When saying this, Ma Rulong and his brother each bet a dollar, but when Ma Rubaofang left the bet position, Ma Rulong immediately took out another big bill, "Laojia bet another hundred yuan Wu Shihao."

The bet of 100 yuan on Wu Shihao was shocked almost all the gamblers nearby, including Chen Xijiu.

Chen Xijiu looked at Ma Rulong secretly and said in his heart: This guy has a good vision. So many people can't see that Wu Shihao will win, but he has a unique vision and bets of 100 yuan at once. This courage is very good for everyone.

"It seems that this kid is also a not simple person." Chen Xijiu took out a dollar coin borrowed for Chen Dawen, and while betting, he secretly recorded Ma Rulong's appearance.

This era is turbulent and heroes emerge in troubled times. There are too many awesome big shots, and it is beneficial to know more big shots.
Chapter completed!