v2 Chapter 330： Mahjong

As everyone knows, Mahjong is a puzzle game that can prevent Alzheimer's.

——By. Grandma Jiang obsessed with playing mahjong

Before Jiang Feng went to college, he was well versed in the varieties of mahjong only in the local city of Z and the surrounding counties. Thanks to the years of grandma's influence, Jiang Feng also knew a little about the play in the counties around the city.

Although the city of Z is located in the south, there are only 136 Mahjong cards. Jiang Feng did not even know that there are eight flower cards for spring, summer, autumn and winter, and plum, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

Jiang Feng had a deeper understanding of Mahjong. After starting college, he met friends from all over the world and QQ games.

When Jiang Feng was a freshman, he was obsessed with the mahjong table in the QQ game, killing the Quartet from the national standard to the Shudi Mahjong. Everywhere he put the trump card, almost hung higher mathematics.

Later, Jiang Feng changed from being a new person, and changed from a network mahjong to a real mahjong. He went to the dormitory next door to touch the dormitory twice to improve the feelings of classmates. But unfortunately, when I was a sophomore last semester, I went to bed, three pokers in the dormitory next door, a pair of mahjong, two boxes of white wine and rice cooker in Jiangfeng's dormitory, kitchen knives, rolling pins, sticky boards, and all kinds of seasonings.

Later, the dormitory next door made up another box of liquor and three poker cards, but he never made up the mahjong. Since then, Jiang Feng has never been in actual combat. They watch Grandma Jiang playing mahjong during Chinese New Year.

Before coming to the table, Qi Rou first explained in detail the rules of their cards over there. Shudi Mahjong is just a collective name. There are slight differences in the game methods in each place. Jiang Feng, Sang Ming and Zhang Weiyu each digested the game just explained by Qi Rou, and the game started.

Shudi Mahjong is also known as Bloody Mahjong. Mahjong cards have only tube, bar, and ten thousand gates, so there are only 108 cards, and they do not end with a trump card. When one player wins, the remaining three players will continue to play until three of the four players win or the remaining crowds. This also results in the winner not necessarily being the last winner, but the last loser must be the most. Miserable loser.

Jiang Feng is nervous now.

The game in front of him has reached a critical period, and there is only one nine-hole distance from the 7-handed touch. Now he has not played a nine-hole, and his advantage is great.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath and held out his hand.

At this moment he felt that all the possessions of his deity, the king of gamblers, and the gambler were all attached, and this card was--

Eight cylinders.

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

There weren't any octaves on the field.

Jiang Feng hesitated, and decided to stick to Jiu Tong.

"Batong." Jiang Feng hit Batong with no expression on his face.

Sang Ming's eyes brightened, and he yelled, "Bang!"

With one hand, push out three octaves.

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, he insisted on the Jiutong.

Sang Ming touched the card, like the genius mahjong girl genius mahjong of the neon country version next door, pushed the deck of cards forward, and screamed, "Flowers on the bar, what a joke!"

Sang Ming's cards are three, six, three nine and three twenty thousand. The card he just touched is nine.

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

The talented mahjong boy Sang Ming took the lead in trump card, temporarily withdrew from the game and turned into a crowd of melons.

Witnessing the human tragedy, Jiang Shouxi shook his head, turned his head and whispered to Jiang Zaide: "Brother is a little bit back today."

Jiang Zaide nodded and echoed: "This card is the most taboo and you must lose.

"Yes, that's what I did the New Year's Eve, I lost one night." Jiang Ran deeply felt, and uttered a vicious curse casually.

Sang Ming was Jiang Feng's next home. After Sang Ming's card, Zhang Weiyu played 90,000 without any expression fluctuations, and Qi Rou followed suit with a 90,000.

Jiang Feng touches the card.

Four cylinders.

At present, there are no quadruple shots on the table. Jiang Feng feels that he has a great advantage.

Zhang Weiyu is ready to draw cards.

"Wait." Qi Rou spoke out to stop Zhang Weiyu's action, staring at the nine-tube Jiang Jiang just played with a surprised and unbelievable face, pushing the card in front of him.

"I'm ridiculous, all the same!"

Qi Rou's cards are one, two, three, three four, three five, six, seven and eight, plus the nines that Jiang Feng just played. The textbooks are all the same.

Jiang Feng: ...

The four barrels he had just touched are gone again.

What fairy cards are they touching at this table, Sang Ming first blossomed on the bar, Qi Rou was completely slick, and although Jiang Feng's seven pairs were blocked successively, he still felt that his win was great.

Zhang Weiyu was expressionless and calmly touched the card.

The hand has entered a feverish phase.

Jiang Feng and Zhang Weiyu, you and me, one by one, no one can touch the gun, no one touches it. Seeing the cards on the table, only the last half of the circle is left.

Jiang Feng originally wanted to dismantle the seven pairs, but he couldn't bear the victory in front of him. This has been such a rigidity that he has become irretrievable now.

Jiang Feng sighed and played the four just touched. There were only two cards left to touch on the table. It seemed that this game was about to end.

"Four." Jiang Feng said.

Zhang Weiyu shoved his glasses and said, "I'm hushed."

Pinghu, some.

Jiang Feng: ...

"You should be playing seven pairs, it's a pity." Zhang Weiyu regretted Jiang Feng very hypocritically.

Jiang Feng: ...

"Come again!" Jiang Feng struggled unwillingly.

After ten minutes--

Jiang Feng: "70,000."

Sang Ming pushed the card: "Huh!"

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Jiang Feng: "Ten thousand."

Qi Rou's face was pleasantly surprised: "Well, I'm hooligant again!"

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Jiang Feng: "Six loaves."

Zhang Weiyu smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm ridiculous."

Jiang Feng: ...

"Come again!"

Jiang Feng felt that his kidney hurt.

...

After three laps of mahjong, Jiang Feng felt like he was missing a kidney.

Jiang Feng himself was surprised. Why did he carry it like this?

It is normal to lose mahjong, but like him, he loses from the beginning to the end. Either others take the initiative to touch themselves or they can fire their own guns. I do n’t give others a chance. In the last game, there were three immediate hits, one for all, one with nine, and one pinghu. This record of Mahjong, which was enough to enter the annals of history, was hit by him.

Why was he so bad for luck that he almost caught up with the original Zhuang Lin.

I just don't know if Zhuang Lin can play Mahjong ~ www.novelhall.com ~ wait, Zhuang Lin, luck.

Jiang Feng's hand shuffled.

Jiang Feng remembered the carrot stew he had eaten some time ago.

The buff of carrot stew is the best luck of the year in a week. Since the best luck has been used up, according to the principle of material conservation: in any material system (isolated system) isolated from the surrounding, No matter what changes or processes occur, the overall quality remains the same. He lost the game of mahjong and it can be explained.

As for luck, does it have anything to do with Jiang Feng if it conforms to the theory of material conservation?

It must be his bad luck lately, no, it must be the reason for the carrot stew. The reason why he lost so badly today is all because of bad luck and has nothing to do with his card skills.

"What are you all doing around here? Xiao Ran saw Xiao Feng without this sister-in-law ... Well, some of you also brought Mahjong here." The appearance of Grandma Jiang saved Jiang Feng's kidney, and she continued to follow Jiang Feng's trend. Neither kidney could hold it.

"What kind of mahjong do you play? Beiping Mahjong or Guangdong Mahjong?" Grandma Jiang was interested.

"Grandma, they played Shudi Mahjong." Jiang Ran said.

"Shudi Mahjong?" Grandma Jiang thought for a moment. "Shudi Mahjong, I will, too. I played a few laps of Shudi Mahjong in the Mahjong Hall downstairs a few days ago. It was quite interesting, only 108 pieces. "Xiao Feng, go to the kitchen and watch the bitch's fire. I'll play a game for you."

"Good grandma!" Jiang Feng waited for this sentence, and he knew that Grandma Jiang would not let him down.

Jiang Feng immediately got up and gave up his seat to Grandma Jiang, without any nostalgia and persistence, and walked towards the back kitchen without looking back.

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