Chapter 83

Yier's level is a little low, so there are not many people betting and the amount is not large. He soon ended his bet. With the sound of the shooting, childe Qingyang threw a bamboo arrow.

"Young master Qingyang, Zhong Yier." The company reported loudly.

Although there was nothing to praise, there was applause all around.

A gentleman should act like a warm spring breeze.

Then came the sound of betting.

"The third of Ding, a noble man, abjur fifty Liang."

"Number C 14, noble man abguan'er thirty Liang."

About a dozen people bet one after another, and there are nearly 1000 liang of silver, which is much more than the just one or two hundred liang of silver, but if you lose, you have to pay more.

Lin Jiner pushed Jun pastor.

"Look, look." She smiled.

Miss Jun looked outside and saw that young master Qingyang said a few words to Si she.

"Stop." Si shot and said loudly.

I didn't vote.

Lin Jiner covered her mouth and smiled.

"Look, this is specially to ask for money." She said.

Miss Jun looked at the young master Qingyang, whose clothes and robes were obviously not as good as those of the right man. She saluted all around with the sound of the shooting, bowed her head and left with red ears.

There was no mocking laughter around, and there was sparse applause.

Obviously, there is no exclusion or anger about such a thing.

"How can a scholar ask for money?" The waiter's voice came from the door and smiled gently, "this is a matter of elegance."

For those rich lords, giving alms to scholars feels better than giving alms to beggars who can only knock on the bowl and get dirty when entering the garden.

Miss Jun smiled and didn't speak, while Lin Jiner looked at the tea brought in by the waiter.

"We don't play these elegant things. We just come for snacks and tea." She smiled and greeted Miss Jun, "we don't have a chance to taste it at other times."

The pitcher outside is still continuing. Fortunately, those who play this time don't win money and run, but continue to play the next game.

The voice of betting is a little more than before.

"A seventeen noble man, abguan'er, thirty Liang."

One after another, a loud voice came in.

They are a 19, not far from 17. If you want to make a note, there will be a waiter at the door who will shout out loud. Naturally, you can hear them clearly here.

Miss Jun seemed to be seriously watching the tea brought by the waiter. She didn't care. The girl sitting behind Lin Jiner whispered.

"Miss, miss." She shouted in surprise, "I bet on the 17th. It's Miss Ning and them."

Lin Jiner glared at her.

"Shut up." She cried in a low voice, looked at Miss Jun with some uneasiness, and said hurriedly, "pastor, try this horseshoe cake."

Miss Jun nodded, stretched out her hand and twisted a piece, but turned her head and spoke to the waiter who was about to withdraw.

"Fifty Liang through the ear." She said.

The waiter was not surprised at all. His attitude was still gentle and smooth. He bowed and saluted.

"Wait, wait." Lin Jiner flustered raised her hand to stop him, and then took Miss Jun's hand, "pastor, don't do this. We didn't agree. We just came to play, not to fight for leisure."

"Yes, isn't this playing?" Miss Jun looked at her and said, "can't you bet?"

Lin Jiner was in a hurry.

"Pastor, don't pretend to be stupid. You know what I mean." She said, "Yanyan, they have a lot of spare money..."

Miss Jun doesn't like to hear that.

"What do you mean they have a lot of spare money? Do I have no money?" She said, raising her eyebrows.

Miss Jun turned to look at the girl sitting behind her.

This is the girl's gold bracelet given by Mrs. Fang. The box is small. The close girl follows in, and the other girls and servants stay outside.

Seeing Miss Jun looking over, Jin Chuan sat up straight.

When she came out, the old lady told her not to leave her side or go out of the city. As for other things, she obeyed Miss Jun.

At this time, Miss Jun looked at her and raised her eyebrows.

"Who am I?" She said.

"You are Grandma Fang." Jin Chuan replied with a low eyebrow.

Miss Jun turned to look at the docile waiter.

"Is grandma Fang a person who can't afford to play without money?" She said.

After only saying one thing, the waiter understood it, smiled and bowed his head.

"Of course not. If you have no money, Yangcheng will be poor." He said with a smile. Without waiting for Lin Jiner to speak again, he retreated out. His raised voice immediately sounded outside, "A19 noble man abguan Er 52."

There is a special person on each floor who is responsible for logging in the guest's bet and recording it with the waiter's counting.

The loud voice here naturally spread to the next door. At this time, there were five or six girls sitting in the room. When they heard the speech, they looked unhappy.

"Miss, miss, it's her, it's her, Miss Jun is a 19." A little girl sitting in the corner said hurriedly.

This is the girl who just met Miss Lin outside. She said this once when she came in. At this time, lest everyone forget, she reminded again.

"Fifty two, she's so generous." A girl said with a curl of her mouth.

Ning Yunyan smiled coldly.

"Grandma Fang is a rich man now. It's normal to bet more. She's not like us girls who haven't been out of the cabinet for a few months." She said.

The girls all curled their mouths.

"People who have become young grannies out of the pavilion have come to deliberately oppose us." Said a girl.

Xiaoyue just came in. She exaggerated that she would meet Lin Jiner and Jun Zhenzhen at the door.

"When I heard that the ladies were here, I didn't leave immediately. I shouted to go to the room and ask the one next door." She deliberately described this.

This made it clear that she wanted to fight them. She didn't bet on them a few times before. They had fun and she followed them.

The pastors are so angry that they can't see through the wall.

"Well, the road faces up to the sky. Let her go." Ning Yunyan said, taking up the tea bowl and sipping.

And the news also came from the shooter outside.

That childe didn't hit the target, but he lost.

In this way, they won the money. Thirty two became sixty-two. Although it was not much, it was still very interesting. According to reason, the girls should be very happy, but they were not happy when they thought that the gentleman pastor fifty-two next door had become one hundred two and won more. It seemed that they had heard the arrogant laughter of the partition wall.

"Good luck to her." The girls said with hate.

Of course, if you're not lucky, how can you be willing to continue playing.

Ning Yunyan pursed her mouth and smiled. She looked at Zuo Yanzhi sitting in the corner. Zuo Yanzhi clenched her fist and brightened her eyes, waiting for a good play.

Come on.

Seeing the silver brought in by the waiter, Lin Jiner couldn't help smiling.

"Thank God." She said with relief.

Miss Jun on the other side had a natural look.

Jun Zhen is always so arrogant.

Lin Jiner smiled and wanted to talk, but miss Jun spoke first.

"Do these people end up with silver?" She asked.

Just won and sent the money.

This fifty Liang was taken out by her own girl. What about the other fifty liang? Did the childe who lost money carry so much silver with him? You know, you're not the only one who's betting.

Is it because you want to gamble Play elegant things, so use the car to pull the silver in advance?

"This is all advanced by Jinyun building." Lin Jiner said with a smile.

Miss Jun looked a little surprised and stroked the silver.

"That is, as long as you say you bet or end up, they don't check whether you have money." "What if these losers don't have that much money?" she asked

I'm really used to playing rogue. I think no one can do anything if I really play rogue in this world.

Lin jin'er chuckled.

"How? This is Jinyun building." She said meaningfully, "without money, they have a hundred ways to let you take out the money."

Miss Jun looked at Lin Jiner.

"You know very well." She said.

Lin jin'er's heart clicked and suddenly panicked.