The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 1013: Betting (20)

Chapter 1013: Chapter 1013: Betting (20)

A sign was set up at that place, with several papers pasted on it, listing the number of each eagle, the names of the participants, and the betting odds.

Since not everyone was literate, there was a lad constantly explaining by the side.

"What are the odds for Fatso Hao?" Yang Ruxin poked Gu Qingheng, unable to help it because there were too many people in front, and she was too short to see clearly.

"Xiaohei is number six, currently at three to one."

"That low?" Yang Ruxin frowned, even if she bet just one piece of silver, she would only win three pieces, oh, and she wouldn’t even get the full three; she’d still have to give the gambling house a 20 percent commission.

"That beast hasn’t even joined in." Gu Qingheng chuckled.

Yang Ruxin lightly arched her eyebrows, that person wasn’t dumb at all.

At this moment, some people who had made their bets left, freeing up space, and finally, Yang Ruxin made her way to the front and could clearly see the content on the sign. The most popular was number eight, with odds of ten to one, and then there was number three, at eight to one, who was actually last year’s eagle-fighting champion, and the owner’s name was... Jiang Lilei?

All three beauties had such good names, Jiang Lilei Beast is so cheap! Pfft! She couldn’t help but want to burst into laughter.

"Here, I’ll bet on number six with ten thousand pieces of silver." Just then, a fat man pushed his way in and slapped a silver note for ten thousand pieces on the table.

Yang Ruxin gave the fat man a surprised glance, he has such good taste?

"Young Master Qin? Are you sure?" The old man taking the bets smiled and glanced at Qin Shou, "Last year, Young Master Hao was knocked out in the first round..."

Young Master Qin? Beast? This kid was not only not dumb but quite clever, knowing Xiaohei was formidable. He not only opted out but also wanted to capitalize on Xiaohei to make silver.

"Sure, surely sure," Qin Shou said, waving his hand, "I’m in such good relations with Fatso Hao, alright? Since I’m not participating this year, I have to support him. Even if I lose, I’m willing to..."

"Alright!" The old man happily accepted the silver note, then handed a receipt to Qin Shou, "Young Master Qin, take good care of this, and may you make a fortune!"

Qin Shou then happily ran off with his servant.

Yang Ruxin smiled and then squeezed out of the crowd, handing a stack of silver notes to Wengweng, "You go and bet on number six too."

Without asking anything, Wengweng turned around and went back in.

The folks in the gambling house were now stunned. Last year, Fatso Hao was scrubbed in the first round. The people who bet on him almost cursed him to death, but what was happening this year? Young Master Qin might be understandable, but who was this stranger who has a relationship with Young Master Hao?

"I am a relative of the Hao Family," Wengweng said with a grin, sweeping a glance over everyone, "If no one bets, wouldn’t my young master lose face? Let’s have an unspoken understanding..."

People heaved a sigh of relief; he’s just betting on his own, right? Perfect, that’s what the gambling house loves: after all, it’s the gambling house that makes the silver.

Meanwhile, Yang Ruxin was looking at the other gambling tables around, most of them were betting big or small, each one bursting with excitement, making her shake her head. Everyone wanted to get rich overnight without working for it, but alas, where in the world would there be such good things? Sadly, many people just didn’t understand, and in the end, they could only end up bankrupt.

"Wanna give it a try?" Gu Qingheng noticed Yang Ruxin was fascinated and couldn’t resist suggesting.

Yang Ruxin shook her head, "Nine out of ten gamblers lose, why should I give my silver to the gambling house?"

Gu Qingheng laughed, "I have silver."

"Yours is also mine," Yang Ruxin glared, "I’m telling you, to stay far away from vice..."

"Vice?"

"You know, visiting prostitutes, gambling, that sort of thing," Yang Ruxin slightly raised her eyebrows, "otherwise..."