As soon as Wu Zhe finished speaking, the chess stall owner had already arranged the chess game.

He raised his head and looked at Wu Zhe again and said, "Since little brother knows the rules, I won't say any more."

After saying that, he took out ten yuan and put it on top of Wu Zhe's banknote. He also took a piece of wood to hold it down, raised his hand and said, "Please!"

Here are the rules of gambling: the stall owner sets the game, the challenger places a bet, and the bet is decided by the challenger. If the stall owner agrees to challenge, he will put the bet on it and place the same bet with something to hold it down to show approval.

The challenger can choose the red or black side of the chess game. If black does not move first, red will go first by default. The stall owner will usually place the red side of the chess on the side of the customer to let them go first.

Wu Zhe also understood that the chess stall owner's "please" meant that he wanted to pick black and red.

Wu Zhe took a look at the chess game and said to the stall owner: "No, it's just like this, it's troublesome to change positions.

The "Hongyan Jinghan" game is just a game, although it is a variant of this game. But it can't be difficult for Wu Zhe. No matter whether he is playing black or red, it is the same for Wu Zhe.

What is the "Hongyan Jinghan Game"? It means that the soldiers of both sides have entered the opponent's palace, approaching the opponent's general. Both sides have bicycles, double cannons, and soldiers on the chessboard.

Wu Zhe started and drove three cars into eight cars and changed cars. The stall owner was shocked that he came up so violently and took a step back to get out of the way.

Wu Zhe's artillery pieces tied six generals, and he continued to attack fiercely. After five rounds, he was checkmate, and Wu Zhe won.

The stall owner raised his head and took a closer look at the young man. He was wearing beach pants, a T-shirt, and a pair of flip-flops on his feet. He had a green face and looked like a half-grown kid. Although he was young, he played chess very well.

He said to Wu Zhe: "You win this game, my little brother is very good at chess. Do you want to continue playing?"

Wu Zhe pointed his mouth in the direction of the money and said, "Let's go! The bet is only twenty, and I'm too lazy to take it back."

When the stall owner heard this, he felt happy. He continued to play the game just now, thinking, "I backed away a little at the beginning, but you pressed me to death step by step. This time it won't be a good thing."

Wu Zhe's move was the same as before. The boss learned his lesson this time and was tough. But after five rounds, he was dumbfounded and was dead again.

The stall owner looked at the gentle smile on Wu Zhe's face and couldn't believe it. He relied on this chess game to earn a living, but he couldn't even make a single and a half big move.

He asked Wu Zhe again: "Continue?"

Wu Zhe still pointed at the bet and said, "Continue." The stall owner understood and took another forty and put it on the table.

This time the stall owner did not dare to play the "Jinghong Hanyan" game again, and took out his own "Zero Rain Eastern Expedition" game at the bottom of the box.

Wu Zhe didn't hesitate and still went first with red. The result was checkmate after five rounds.

The stall owner was dumbfounded and stared at the chessboard with sweat pouring down his face.

This game can still be explained in this way. I have studied the endgame of this game for more than ten years. Not to mention that I have never seen this move, I have never even thought about this move. The boss is still very confident in his skills in holding the bottom of the box. But after just a few rounds, he was defeated.

After coming back to his senses, the stall owner cupped his hands to Wu Zhe and said, "This little brother is so awesome! He keeps giving food to you with two hands, but only for the last picture. I admire you, brother."

After you put away the chess pieces, you have to turn the chessboard upside down. (Note: Turning the chessboard upside down in gambling means you have been defeated, you have given up, and you will not play against anyone again today. This is a very disrespectful approach. .)

As soon as Wu Zhe flipped his hand, he grabbed the chess stall owner's hand to prevent the chessboard from falling. He stood up and said: "This big brother is serious, it won't be like this. It's just a fluke."

After saying that, he gave away his hand, and the stall owner also breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Brother, I really don't dare to have sex with you. I'm going to dismount San. What do you call me, little brother?"

Wu Zhe said to the stall owner Ma San: "Hello, Boss Ma, my name is Wu Zhe."

Ma San raised his hand to Wu Zhe again and said: "Brother Wu, I really admire your chess skills and want to make friends with you. I also want to learn how to play the last few games.

Wu Zhe said to Ma San: "It's okay to make friends. Just call me Azhe or Xiaozhe. I'll also call you Third Brother. Do you think that's okay? As for the chess game, it's easy to talk about."

Ma San said happily: "Okay, you can make my third brother happy before it's too late."

After saying that, he pulled Wu Zhe to review the game again.

Wu Zhe waved his hand and said: "Third brother, wait a minute. I have something to do today. I will discuss the chess game next time. Do you think that's okay?"

Ma San said immediately: "Okay, Azhe, you can do things first. Do you want my help? I, Ma San, still have some respect in the city park."

Wu Zhe pointed to the money on the chess stall and said to Ma San: "Look at this money, third brother..."

"Of course it's yours, Azhe. No matter what, the rules of this Duoshou Building cannot be broken. Without rules, there would be no fangyuan. If these rules are broken, there will be no business in the future." Ma San said with a serious face.

"Then I'm not welcome." Wu Zhe collected the money.

He said to Ma San: "Goodbye, third brother, I'll go do some work first."

Wu Zhe stood up and was about to leave. Ma San replied smoothly: "Okay, by the way, brother, what do you want to do?"

Wu Zhe said with a relaxed smile: "Clean up the field and play everything here." After saying that, without waiting for Ma San's reaction, he went to an empty chess stall again.

Ma San didn't react for a while. "Oh, sweep the field, fight again. Damn it! Wu Zhe came here to sweep the Duoshou Building, commonly known as: kicking the field."

Ma San was startled, fearing that the little brother he had just met would suffer, so he hurried over to have a look.

Same style, same result. Checkmate in five rounds.

By the time Ma San arrived at Wu Zhe's side, Wu Zhe had already finished three rounds. He put away the eighty yuan on the table and saw Ma San.

He said to Ma San: "Third brother, don't look at the stall anymore! Why are you running over here?"

Ma San glared at Wu Zhe and said, "I'm not worried about you, kid."

Ma San was afraid that Wu Zhe was young and stupid. If he won a lot of money, he would be robbed. After all, there were many people here from different religions and a lot of people from mixed society. He was watching over him, which would at least give him some face.

Wu Zhe also knew what Ma San was thinking. Although he was not afraid, Wu Zhe was still grateful that people cared about him.

So he said to Ma San: "Sorry to trouble you, Third Brother. Don't worry, I am sensible. I only order three dishes from each stall."

Ma San also breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly: "That's okay, that's okay." He didn't go back to his stall and followed Wu Zhe.

Wu Zhe didn't say much and continued to find a chess booth to practice.

An hour later, all the endgame stall owners were staring blankly at Wu Zhe, who was still playing chess.

No one among the more than fifty chess stall owners was spared. They were all three games and five moves to death.

Each stall owner lost 70 yuan and didn't have much money. It was nothing at first. I meet more masters every year. It's normal to have losses and wins.

But it was just time for dinner, and three or five people were eating and chatting together, and it was terrible. This situation happened.

The news spread faster and faster, and it didn't take long for it to spread throughout Duoshou Tower.

Someone familiar with Ma San came over and asked about Ma San. Ma San was already dead anyway.

You must know that each of these stall owners has the skill of pressing the bottom of the box by hand, otherwise he would not be able to stand here. But Wu Zhe took care of them all like chopping melons and vegetables.

The longer time went by, the more Ma San admired Wu Zhe. Despite his young age, he was calm and restrained. He never looked down upon him even when he won chess, and would sometimes chat with the stall owner and give him advice.

What convinced Ma San even more was that Wu Zhe asked Ma San to help collect the money and let a person he met for the first time keep the money.
Chapter completed!