Listening to Li Yan's words, Song Wen laughed loudly: "So, the more martial arts friends from Bianliang can support me, the better...Uncle Li, it's not convenient for you to come forward, but Coach Wang and the old knight Zhou Tong are Bianliang warriors."
The famous Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world! I have to rely on you and Lin Chong to encourage me in this regard, and then use your momentum to suppress those sour Ding scholars who are not sick and only deserve to drink some sour water..."
"This is a must! nnd... those rotten scholars, all day long... huh? You little turtle are deceiving people, aren't you?"
Song Wen nodded: "That's right... But there is one more thing to ask Uncle Li over today. Song Dynasty is good at selling gambling, and can set up bets on everything! The big gambling house in the capital... I don't know if it will
Would you use this kind of gambling competition between the main restaurants to set up a game?"
Li Yan nodded: "That's natural. It's a rare thing. Both parties also have some official backgrounds... Gaoyang Zhengdian is actually a business between Jiangmen and Xungui. It's just that in recent years, Jiangmen has declined and Xungui has had little future. This is
Let Bai Fanlou and Pan Lou, who are backed by the palace and the Cai family, step on it."
Song Wen listened carefully to the news, digested it quickly... and then nodded and said: "The arrow is on the string and I have to shoot it. Uncle Li wants to help me find the largest gambling house to spread my bets! Bet that my Huo Shao Chun will definitely beat Bai Fan.
Lou and Pan Lou..."
"How much do you want to buy? Baifanlou is recognized as the number one restaurant in Bianliang. If you bet on them, you should only pay a multiple of three to one, but if you bet on the Gaoyang Zhengtuan, you will probably pay about five to one!"
Song Wen picked up a heavy baggage from under the stone table and pushed it forward... "The entire remaining principal of the wine shop, plus the money that myself and Lin Chong mortgaged the yard, An Daoquan borrowed twenty taels
...and Zixuanlou Chunniang's sixty taels! A total of five hundred and thirty taels..."
"Are you crazy? So much money! If you lose, will you pay with your life? Your life is not worth so much money?"
Li Yan was extremely surprised and looked at this lowly and crazy young man in front of her with fear!
Song Wen sneered: "It's not that I'm crazy, but the world is crazy! I just ask you, can you place a bet? Can you get your money back if you win?"
Li Yan calmed down, thought about it and said: "This matter can be done, but neither I nor my senior brother can do it! Master Zhou of the Imperial Boxing Hall of the Capital must come forward, so that he can deter the owners of several major gambling houses.
Lord... if you win, the gambling house will eat both sides, even if you don’t win, you won’t lose much! But if you don’t want to offend anyone, it would be nice to get back 80% of the bonus!”
Song Wen nodded: "I only want 60%! The rest... just treat me as tea money as a filial gift to Senior Zhou Tong!"
Li Yan suddenly looked at Song Wen seriously: "Don't underestimate Senior Zhou! How can Senior Zhou be attracted by a few bad dollars?"
Song Wen pondered for a moment... "Then take that part of the money out separately and put it in your hands to support some martial arts masters and orphans in the army! In the name of the Yuquan Gym..."
Li Yan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Song Wen with a complicated expression: "Little Turtle...I can't see through you more and more..."
Song Wen stood up and stretched his waist: "I am still the same little turtle...but if I don't want to die, I must have a hard time in the Song Dynasty!"
Li Yan nodded and suddenly scolded: "Since you have to do something hard, you can't be as weak as a bamboo shoot chicken! Have you not practiced well in the past two days? Hurry up and change your short clothes and go to horseback riding... If I don't teach you a lesson for one day, you will
Lazy, right?”
Song Wen suddenly wanted to cry but had no tears.
After instructing Song Wen to practice Tuan Shen Jin and Wu Qin Xi for an hour, Li Yan left, taking the bamboo hat and carrying the large bag of silver. Before leaving, Li Yan suddenly looked back at Song Wen and asked: "Little Turtle Gong, are you not afraid?"
I took the money and ran away? By then, there will be many people who will eat you alive..."
Song Wen waved his hand nonchalantly: "If you need money, just say it, it's only a few hundred taels...it's nothing!"
Li Yan took a sip, opened the small door and disappeared into the night with a curse.
Song Wen went back to the house to fetch water and wiped off the sweat on his body. As soon as he put down the coarse towel, he saw Lin Chong entering the yard at some point.
"Lin Chong, have you already made an agreement with Coach Wang?"
Lin Chong nodded: "The instructor said that he would ask some friends from the Forbidden Army to come over to support him, and several guilds in the capital would also say hello..."
"Oh, that's fine... thank Coach Wang for me when you have time."
"Brother Wen... Master, he also has his own concerns! Don't blame him..."
Song Wen shook his head and smiled: "What are you talking about? I am still a slave now! The instructor can allow your proud disciple to hang out with a little turtle like me in the market, and he can also help me get rid of the local snakes in Bianliang... I
I can't thank you enough! Not to mention that the coach will still be your future father-in-law."
Lin Chong smiled and nodded: "Then when will you get rid of this bullshit slave status? Please ask Zhao Shenyan or ask Uncle Li Yan to go to the boxing gym to find his mentor for help. It shouldn't be difficult!"
Song Wen shook his head: "Don't worry! I actually don't know clearly who the proprietor of Zixuan House is... Once I let someone buy back the deed, it will be troublesome to settle down. And... I'm afraid that I will see Lu in the future.
It will be very difficult for you to be a slave."
Lin Chong nodded: "Brother Wen, don't make fun of me about Yueniang in the future. You are also an infatuated person..."
The next day, the clanging sound of carpenters banging wood could be heard outside the gate of Gaoyang Zhengdian. The onlookers naturally liked to watch the excitement, and they were all pointing and talking.
A dozen little beggars glided through the streets of Bianliang, distributing and posting the first psoriasis advertisement in human history at the tea house corner market...
The shopkeepers of Baifanlou and Panlou were worried as they looked at the letters of agreement in their hands... That day when the restaurant guild gathered, they were extremely shocked by the liquor that shopkeeper Meng brought out! There was also that inexplicable thing.
The young boy in commoner...smashed the door, and the aroma of wine overflowed, intoxicating everyone!
It was night, at the corner gate of the backyard of Baifan Tower, several boys carrying lanterns and a steward were waiting eagerly... It was not until the second watch that a carriage finally came from the west alley.
The shopkeeper of Baifanlou was also standing behind the door. Seeing this, he hurriedly came out and respectfully bowed to a man sitting behind the carriage... "I've seen Zhongguan Pei!"
A cold and strange voice drifted over... "Humph, the first restaurant in Bianliang can't even brew the right wine, and we have to go all the way to do such a thing!"
The shopkeeper of Baifanlou bent down like a bow, cupped his hands and said yes... A winking boy next to him immediately stepped forward and respectfully placed a heavy cloth bag next to the man with the weird voice.
Squeezing the amount of silver in the cloth bag, the man named Pei Zhongguan waved his hand casually... "Move it alone! Ten jars of Yunhe wine brewed last month... a good thing that all the officials like.
! Just to save face for you, we have exhausted all the good things to say to Manager Bao... Hurry up, hurry up, we have to go back and recover immediately!"
The shopkeeper of Baifanlou nodded and bowed his hands in thanks, and quickly directed the waiters to move these mysterious wines into the backyard.
But all this was clearly seen by a little beggar who was hiding behind a pillar on the street corner wearing a straw curtain. The little beggar's eyes were shining excitedly in the darkness.