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Taejonbirok Volume 3 Episode 25
Chapter 24 – The Lazy Man Makes Money (2)
Kang Cheon-rip shouted with difficulty, gathering strength from his lower body that was almost about to collapse.
“Why! Why do you say no!”
Wi Yeon-ho answered with a face that said he had no idea why he was yelling.
“……You just need to win one more game, so why bother playing another game? It’s annoying.”
Kang Cheon-rip's face became blank for a moment.
What does it mean to win another round?
“Isn’t it that you want to make more money!”
“Yes.”
“Then you should go for a bigger plate.”
“I’m making a lot of money here, so why bother…….”
Wi Yeon-ho yawned heavily and slumped down in his chair.
“I’m kind of tired now.”
tired?
Kang Cheon-rip looked at Wi Yeon-ho as if he couldn't understand.
What on earth have you done since coming here that you're saying you're tired? If it were someone else, you'd think you'd have used up some mental energy, but what kind of energy would that person, with that annoying expression and drooping face, have used up?
“Your Majesty, please have some of this!”
When Wi Yeon-ho looked a little tired, Jin So-ah put the special vitality pill she had been holding in her arms into his mouth.
"water!"
“Here it is!”
It's a special vitality potion that has been passed down through the family as a secret. It's not something that can be made at will because it requires a lot of precious ingredients, but in this situation, what can I spare?
Wi Yeon-ho did not refuse the offer.
After starving for five years, he was a person who put anything that looked nutritious into his mouth, regardless of taste.
Kang Cheon-rip shivered as he watched Wi Yeon-ho act.
Yin Yang is a gamble that cannot be cheated.
But winning ten times in a row was not something that could be simply attributed to luck. Even in terms of probability, it was a one in a thousand chance. There was no guarantee that that chance would not happen again.
“Hey, you can’t gamble here anymore.”
"why?"
“I bet Confucius is thinking of giving all that money away in the next round too?”
“I think so.”
“You can’t buy a thousand nyang of silver in a public sale.”
"why?"
Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head.
“It is our rule that any gambling above a certain amount must be conducted privately.”
"to?"
Wi Yeon-ho looked around with a bewildered expression as if he didn't understand.
"is it so?"
The people around him all had faces that said they didn't know what was going on.
“……You have to gamble a thousand nyang to know.”
“It seems like it’s true, considering there was no thousand-nyang plate. I’ve heard many stories of big gambles, but it’s never happened here.”
“I guess so?”
Wi Yeon-ho was convinced after seeing the reactions of those around him.
“Then what if we split the money 500 nyang each?”
“No. Aren’t the stakes different?”
“What a strange rule.”
Kang Cheon-rip was able to sigh inwardly.
'How could there be such a rule?'
There was no such rule in the first place. No, to be exact, there was no need to create such a rule.
Who would have imagined that someone would bet ten nyang on a table set up to entertain even the most savvy gamblers?
It was something that could only happen if you were quite crazy.
“So, what do you want to do? Do you want to have a proper go at it on a bigger board, or do you want to just give up and go back?”
Wi Yeon-ho seemed to be pondering with half-closed eyes, then opened his mouth.
“I’ve decided.”
“Oh, really?”
“I want to go home.”
Wi Yeon-ho slowly got up from his seat.
Kang Cheon-rip opened his mouth wide.
Going home!
The guy who just won ten nyang of gold is going home!
Isn't it common sense that even if you earn that much money, or even just a tenth of that amount, you'd get so drunk on the passion of gambling that you'd lose your mind and go all the way?
If gambling was all about winning a certain amount of money and going home, all the casinos in Jungwon would have gone bankrupt!
But it was Gangcheonrip's misfortune that it was that kind of guy who took ten nyang of gold.
“You’re leaving?”
"yes."
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“Why?”
It was a stupid question, but others were looking at Wei Yanhu with the same expression. To those who were addicted to gambling, Wei Yanhu's actions were no different from those of a devil in human skin.
How can he stand up so calmly after winning ten nyang of gold? With that amount of money, I don't know how much more money he could have made.
“I’m sleepy.”
“…….”
“I’m tired today, so I’ll go now. It’s gambling, so we can continue tomorrow, and you can come back tomorrow with one more nyang of silver.”
Kang Cheon-rip shook his head.
It was not because Wei Yanho's actions were absurd, but because he wanted to shake off the shock that filled his head.
'If this guy leaves like this, I'm ruined!'
“Small and medium scale!”
Kang Cheon-rip rushed to Wi Yeon-ho and grabbed his arm.
“Oh my, Sohyeop! What are we going to do if we continue like this?”
Wi Yeon-ho looked at Kang Cheon-rip with a sullen face.
“Then let’s just go like this. How are we going to get there?”
“You can make a lot of money.”
“Well, I don’t really need to do that. I’m an efficient person.”
Jin So-ah nodded without realizing it.
He is a person who has no problem as long as he has a room and food to eat. Even if he brought in a beggar, it would cost more than that person. Although his older sister is preparing a feast, that is Jin Ye-ran's problem, not Wi Yeon-ho's problem.
“Then why did you come to the casino?”
“I just came because I was curious and thought it might be fun. But it didn’t seem like it would be very fun…….”
Kang Cheon-rip felt like biting the bubble.
Ten nyang of gold! How can it be no fun to earn a thousand nyang of silver!
I wanted to beat up this tough guy right away, but there were so many eyes watching me.
“This time, it’s going to be really fun!”
“Hmm, can I believe that?”
“It’s true. Please trust this Kangcheonrip.”
“When did you see it?”
As Wi Yeon-ho gradually came over, Kang Cheon-rip gained more momentum.
“What fun would you have with ten nyang of gold? Since it has come to this, we will lend you twenty more nyang! Interest-free!”
"omg."
As Wi Yeon-ho seemed to be thinking of something to say, Kang Cheon-rip struck first.
“Of course, you have to pay it back when you leave. You can’t take it with you and say you’ll pay it back later.”
“Hey, that’s good.”
Wi Yeon-ho looked at Kang Cheon-rip with a sullen expression and said.
“But when I hear it, it doesn’t seem like there’s much good in it for me. I don’t really need the stakes, and I’m tired of gambling, so I’d just like to go home and take a nap…….”
'This guy is real!'
Kang Cheon-rip thought that Wi Yeon-ho was making a fuss. However, Jin So-ah, who knew the truth, just felt sorry for Kang Cheon-rip.
'I'm serious about that… … .'
Still, even though we had only lived together for a few days, I could feel the annoyance clearly on Wi Yeon-ho's face.
Since one side was telling the truth and the other side didn't believe it, there was no way the conversation could continue.
"great!"
A spark flew into Kang Cheon-rip's eyes.
“Dot nyang!”
"to?"
“If you say you’ll join the big game, I’ll give you five more nyang.”
"omg?"
Wi Yeon-ho looked at Kang Cheon-rip with eyes that said, 'Are you crazy?'
“You’re just giving me five nyang?”
"yes!"
“Would ten nyang be enough?”
“…….”
What, there are all these crazy guys?
Usually, you should first ask why they are giving it, and then ask if they are thinking of raising the money.
Kang Cheon-rip nodded his head with difficulty, his face trembling.
“Of course. I’ll give it to you! I’ll give you ten more nyang! Instead!”
Kang Cheon-rip spat out his words as if he was chewing them.
“The game doesn’t end until one side runs out of money. How about that?”
“Huh?”
Wi Yeon-ho snorted and fell into thought.
'It's a bit of a hassle to come back tomorrow.'
Wi Yeon-ho knew himself well. He said he would come tomorrow, but if he went back to his room and lay down like this, he would not be able to move for at least two weeks.
There are still ten nyang left to earn, but like this… … .
“Wow, I’m rich?”
Come to think of it, I have ten nyang of gold in my arms right now. This is enough money to live off of without doing anything for the rest of my life. Now, even without Jin Ye-ran, I can have a feast every day by hiring servants.
Kuk.
At that moment, Jin So-ah grabbed Wi Yeon-ho's shoulder tightly.
“I’m sure you’re not thinking the same thing I’m thinking right now, are you?”
“……There are no ghosts.”
Wi Yeon-ho looked at Jin So-ah with a sullen face and then turned his head away.
“Hey, it’s not good for someone to be too kind…….”
No matter what, it wasn't good for my mental health to see that fairy-like person being sold to a swindler. When a person does something bad, it's hard to sleep at night.
“Yoo-hwan, I’ll help you just this once just to see your face.”
“Is there any chance!”
When Jin So-ah rubbed her hands, Wi Yeon-ho chuckled.
“And you will grant me one personal favor.”
"……yes?"
“I’ll just tell you to do what you can. Will you do it or not?”
My sister is about to be sold to Kiru, so is asking for a favor really a problem?
“I will do it!”
So, Jin So-ah ended up taking the bait thrown by Wi Yeon-ho without thinking.
“Then what…….”
Wi Yeon-ho nodded while looking at Kang Cheon-rip.
“I’ll do it if you give me ten nyang.”
"oh!"
Kang Cheon-rip's face brightened.
'This idiot.'
It didn't matter whether the seed money was ten or twenty nyang. As long as the deal was made, it was money that could be collected, so what did it matter?
“Let’s go inside here!”
“Shall we just do it here?”
"yes?"
“What if I go in there and something happens? I’m a very weak person.”
“…….”
Jin So-ah trembled at Wi Yeon-ho's abomination.
Are you saying that a weak person can send the head of the black kitchen to heaven in one blow?
“So let’s do it in a place where there are a lot of people watching. Then they won’t be able to cheat, and it won’t be fair to both of us, right?”
“Ugh…….”
Kang Cheon-rip seemed to be thinking about it, but soon nodded.
"great!"
“You’re hot.”
Wi Yeon-ho walked slowly and sat down in his original chair.
“So… what should I do?”
“That’s not it.”
"yes?"
“It’s not about what to do, it’s about who to deal with.”
“……What does that mean?”
When Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head, Kang Cheon-rip laughed heartily and shouted loudly.
“Come out!”
As soon as Kang Cheon-rip finished speaking, the back door opened and a man covered in black robes slowly walked out.
Everyone who recognized the man shouted in surprise.
“Oh, it’s poisonous!”
“The poisonous rain has appeared!”
In an instant, the casino was filled with heat.
In that strange atmosphere, only Wi Yeon-ho and Jin So-ah tilted their heads, not knowing what was going on.
“Why are these gentlemen like this?”
"well?"
Wi Yeon-ho leaned back in his chair as he watched the one-armed man walking toward him.
“It looks like he’s playing a trick. What should I do?”
“You shouldn’t ask me that.”
“……I want to go home.”
Jin So-ah let out a deep sigh as she looked at Wi Yeon-ho, who had no motivation at all.
This is how the gold-plating riots that were passed down through Hubei began.
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"who?"
The man's voice was so cold that one could tell just by hearing it.
“We haven’t yet identified it exactly.”
Blacksmith Kwak Do-san bent his back so violently that he could no longer bend it.
It was because the man in front of her was so scary, and she absolutely wanted to avoid making eye contact with him.
“A boy named Gosura whose identity is unknown…….”
The man lightly touched his red lips and spoke in a tone that made it sound like blood was dripping.
“Kill him.”
"……yes?"
“There is no need to leave variables. Kill them.”
“Ha, but I have no idea how much of an expert he is.”
“Pathetic.”
The man continued speaking without waiting for Kwak Do-san to make an excuse.
“I’ll give you some useful stuff. Don’t waste any time. Go in and kill them right now.”
"All right."
As Kwak Do-san bowed deeply and went outside, the man frowned and looked up at the ceiling.
“I can’t believe I have to talk to those kinds of idiots.”
It was a risk I had to take, considering their grand plans, but I couldn't shake off this dirty feeling.
“I may be at rock bottom now, but eventually I will stand at the top of this world.”
The man's low laughter echoed through the hall.