On the stone steps not far away, Liu Guosheng, a rotten tiger with a blue mole on his face, was standing there with two people, greeting Liang Chen, while looking suspiciously at the black man running down the mountain.

"Hello, Brother Sheng." Liang Chen walked over, stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

Liu Guosheng also reached out his hand, shook him a little and shook him back, and said stiffly with a hint of cold politeness, "Master Yin is waiting for you on the top, please follow me."

Liang Chen didn't care. In fact, he came this time to stand up for others, but making this time would mean cutting off a path of wealth. How much good looks can he expect to see him?

He smiled generously and followed Liu Guosheng forward. After walking a few steps, Liu Guosheng slowed down and turned around and asked, "What are the nigger Damai doing?"

"Damazi? What does it mean?" Liang Chen was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

Liu Guosheng snorted and explained to Liang Chen. Liang Chen roughly understood what Damazi means. The so-called Damazi is the intermediary between the VIP room of the Macau casino and the gambler, and is called "Damazi". To put it bluntly, "Damazi" is an intermediary service provider, a broker who brings gamblers to the casino. The casino lends a "Damazi" to the gambler as the start-up capital, the condition is that the gambler must use up the "Damazi". "Damazi" is different from ordinary chips and cannot be exchanged for cash. The gambler uses the chips won by "Damazi" to exchange for cash. The casino will finally give "Damazi" a commission. As a Damazi, you have to discover potential.

Mainland gamblers investigate their financial strength, arrange to receive them to gamble in Macau, and then get kickbacks from the casino. In this series of processes, Damazi has to "wash the code" for the guests, that is, provide them with corresponding chips according to the strength of the guests, so that mainland customers can not bring a large amount of funds to gamble in Macau. However, this kind of chip cannot be exchanged directly, and can only be used on the gambling table, which is called "mud code". If the guest wins, Damazi has to exchange the chips for cash and transfer them to the country; if the guest loses, Damazi has to find a way to get the gambling debt back. As long as the gambling debt can be recovered, the casino will give him a commission at a ratio of one to one to one 5%. This part of the income is called "code grain".

Of course, many people from Damazi are from Shanxi now, because there are too many coal bosses in Shanxi. These wealthy coal bosses are the high-quality resources among the high-quality resources among gamblers. Even if Damazi is not from Shanxi, they have to learn a few words of Shanxi dialect.

Liu Guosheng also gave Liang Chen a little bit of knowledge about Macau casinos. Liang Chen is really an outsider in this industry and is a bit fascinating to hear it.

"Oh, so that's it. But he didn't tell me anything else, he just encountered it accidentally on the road, and insisted on pestering me and saying that he would be a free tour guide for me." Liang Chen said with a smile.

"This bad person's eyes are very good, you can tell that you are a high-quality resource." Liu Guosheng cursed angrily.

"Does he want to develop me as a gambler?" Liang Chen asked laughingly.

Liu Guosheng's face looked a little bad. After all, Liang Chen was on his ground, and the Damazi below actually developed his business to Liang Chen, which really made him feel a little disappointed.

He snorted, "His name is Soinka. He was originally a gangster from Africa. He cheated and did everything. He also worked part-time to deceive tourists from other places and led them into the casino. He used to do a good job in this industry and had earned a lot of money. However, he later brought a coal boss from Shanxi. As a result, the coal boss had just finished gambling here and was caught by the police before he had time to leave. The remaining debt had to be borne by him alone. Then he went bankrupt and now he can't attract customers. He relies on stealing things and cheating food and drink to make a living." Liu Guosheng was very disdainful when he mentioned Soinka.

"Oh, so that's it." Liang Chen nodded, then smiled and shook his head, "Fortunately, I'm not good at gambling, otherwise I might be really going to be developed into your high-quality gambler by this black man." He looked at Liu Guosheng with a smile and said.

"A person like you is only willing to take the risk of gambling life, not money." Liu Guosheng glanced at him, and a trace of respect suddenly flashed through his cold and arrogant eyes.

"Actually, I am a person who cherishes my life. It is not a last resort. I am unwilling to use my life to bet." Liang Chen touched his nose and said with a wry smile.

As the few people spoke, they had already arrived in front of the Ma Pavilion Temple.

The entire Ma Pavilion Temple is mainly composed of buildings such as the entrance gate, archway, main hall, Hongren Hall, Guanyin Hall, etc. The Dakou is a large archway made of granite. There is only one door hole, and the three big words "Mazu Pavilion" are flying up from the lintel.

The incense is abundant, and people come and go. When you enter the gate, there are glazed tiles and other decorations on the top of the gate. Among them, there is a flying eaves-shaped roof on the top of the gate lintel, and porcelain beads and turtles are installed on the ridge...

Liang Chen walked over and looked at it, carefully savoring the different humanities and cultures of different regions. The scent of incense at the end of his nose was a lingering smell, and for a moment he felt quite detached from the world.

When you enter the main hall, you will see the statue of Mazu. The statue of Mazu is carved from a whole piece of white marble, crystal clear and white, exuding a soft and warm luster in the lingering purple smoke, and its face is also kind and gentle. You are watching the sea in the distance and bless the sea people who go out to the sea to be safe and good.

Under the statue of God, many people knelt down there. Liu Guosheng asked Liang Chen to wait for a while, then walked over and walked to the front of an old man who was worshiping the statue of Mazu, and whispered a few words. The old man nodded, and then Liu Guosheng came over and signaled that Liang Chen could go over.

Liang Chen first walked over and ate three incense sticks to show respect for the gods. Then, he knelt on a cushion beside the old man and bowed three times.

During the whole process, the old man looked at Liang Chen with interest and didn't say anything.

After worshiping, Liang Chen did not stand up, but just knelt on the cushion, put his hands together, turned his head to look at the old man beside him, and saw that the old man was about seventy years old, with snow-white eyebrows, rosy complexion, a lion's nose and a strong spirit, and his eyes were filled with the light of wisdom after vicissitudes of life. He was looking at him up and down at this moment.

"Hello, Master Yin." Liang Chen gave a slight bow to Yin Wangshan.

"You're Liang Chen?" Yin Wangshan asked with interest while looking at him.

"It's the younger generation." Liang Chen was neither humble nor arrogant.
Chapter completed!