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Taejonbirok Volume 4 Episode 9
Chapter 18 – The Lazy Man, Causing Riots (4)
"oh my!"
“Eww!”
“What a pity! What a pity!”
The last dice revealed a 'five'. Unfortunately, Wei Yanhu's final number was not thirty-six, but thirty-five.
“But where is that!”
“Of course! Who would roll dice every time the number 66 comes up? Even I’m a person who can’t lose easily!”
The casino began to bustle.
When that little brat suddenly came in with a huge amount of money and started betting, I thought something was off, and then he created a huge hand called Thirty-Five.
'How strange.'
The people in the crowd realized that things were getting very strange.
'Is this something that feels good?'
Gamblers who live in casinos have probably experienced this situation once or twice. It's a situation where people try to catch a sucker.
It's a plan to drive the fools crazy from beginning to end.
The problem was that the prey in that game was reversed. If it had been as usual, it would have been Dokbi who had paid thirty-five. That way, the picture of that little brat losing all his money and being kicked out with his bowl in his hands would have been complete.
But the one who paid thirty-five just now was, surprisingly, Aesong.
'Could it be that that kid made the board?'
The people in the middle thought it was ridiculous, but they couldn't completely shake off their suspicions. The situation was too bizarre to deny. It was as if they had decided from the beginning to take away all the money in Geumhwajang.
“Thirty-five…….”
The eyes of the people were fixed on the dice.
In a normal board, just getting the number 35 would have been enough to guarantee a sure win. However, the person on the other side of Wiyeonho right now was none other than Dokbi.
If Dokbi is the legend of the Hubei gambling world, it is not a dream to create Yuk Yuk once again.
The goldsmith's shop became so quiet that you could hear the sound of a needle dropping.
Gulp.
I can hear someone swallowing.
Dokbi looked at the dice quietly for a while, then raised his head and looked at Wi Yeon-ho.
“Are you hiding your skills?”
"yes?"
“It feels as if the game was set from the beginning.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Dokbi smiled bitterly.
“I guess it’s good. If you set the stage, that’s great. Even if you didn’t set the stage, it’s still great. But you took me too lightly.”
Choaaaah!
Dokbi reached out like a lightning bolt and swept the dice into the dice case.
Kook!
Dokbi, who had placed all the dice into the container, pressed the dice container down to the floor.
“You will regret dealing with this poisonous beast.”
“I guess that’s because I’ve never done anything like that.”
“I think it’s good.”
Kang Cheon-rip approached Dok-bi and whispered.
“Can we win?”
“I am Dokbi.”
“Yes. Andaman…… If I lose, Geumhwajang will truly go bankrupt.”
“That doesn’t happen.”
Dokbi looked at Kang Cheon-rip with confident eyes. Kang Cheon-rip nodded after seeing Dokbi’s eyes and stepped back.
“I believe you.”
Dokbi didn't answer Kang Cheon-rip's words and just stared at the dice case to calm his mind.
'Has there ever been a board like this?'
I've been around the gambling table for decades, but it's been a really long time since I've played this big.
Dokbi bit his lips tightly as he felt his blood boil. Even if his heart is boiling, it is the basic principle of Doksu to keep his head cool.
“Ugh!”
With a short sigh, Dokbi lifted the dice case into the air.
Chock! Chock! Chock! Chock!
It seemed as if the dice were being arranged in an orderly manner, with a clean sound.
“Yuk yuk!”
“It’s Yukyuk! Yukyuk has to come out!”
As soon as Dokbi moved, screams began to erupt from all directions.
It was natural for the gamblers' blood to boil when they saw this kind of situation.
“Haam!”
Wi Yeon-ho yawned, but did not take his eyes off Dok-bi's hand.
“Yaaaap!”
Dokbi threw the dice onto the floor with a shout.
Chorrrrrr!
Six dice began to spin on the board. They spun furiously and stopped one by one in a row.
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"six!"
The first dice that stopped had a six.
“Eww! My heart is going to burst first!”
“Be quiet! Be quiet!”
The second dice stops.
"six!"
Third.
"six!"
Fourth.
"six!"
Excited gamblers began to rush forward, pushing aside those around them.
“Get out of the way!”
“Ah! Don’t push!”
The gamblers' heads began to stick out.
“Sir, stand up! The fifth one stands up!”
"six!"
“It’s meat! Euaaaah! It’s meat!”
“All five are six!”
The gamblers' eyes grew wide as if they were going to pop out.
“No way…… is it really Yukyuk!”
“There might be a meatball!”
“This is the greatest edition ever! This is the greatest ever!”
Jin So-ah held Wi Yeon-ho's hand tightly.
“Oh, what should I do, you little idiot!”
But Wei Yanhui was still incredibly calm.
“Surely there won’t be another meat?”
“You came out earlier too.”
“Oh, really? Then maybe I can come out, I guess.”
“Is that something you can say so calmly? If we lose here, we’ll be beggars!”
“It’s not us, it’s me.”
Wi Yeon-ho sat back in his chair and stared blankly at the last dice.
“Hmm…….”
Degurrurur.
The last dice slowly begins to come to a halt.
"you……."
The sight of the dice slowly rolling to a halt came into the eyes of the players.
“Ugh…….”
Meat, meat!
It was the moment when the meat was about to come out.
but…….
Binggle.
At that moment, the dice spun around as if someone had thrown it away, then fell to the side.
A deathly silence filled the casino.
The onlookers, Dokbi, and even Wi Yeonho… … all of them could only stare blankly at the dice for a while without saying anything.
"ah……."
“Three, three!”
“Sam-i came out!”
“It’s thirty-three!”
“Aesongi won!”
“Eww! A hundred nyang! I won a hundred nyang!”
The casino was in a frenzy.
The roof tiles were shaking with the shouts of the gamblers, who were screaming and throwing tantrums as if they had won.
“What a sight to see!”
“Amazing! This will be legendary!”
“I never thought someone would come out and get a hundred nyang from a goldsmith!”
Jin So-ah clung to Wi Yeon-ho, shedding tears.
“Wow, what the hell!”
“It’s heavy.”
“Wow, I won! I won! I won! I got a hundred nyang!”
“That’s right.”
Wi Yeon-ho scratched the ball.
Unlike the Wi Yeon-hos who were giving and receiving joy, Kang Cheon-rip was looking at the dice with a blank expression.
“Did you, did you lose?”
Kang Cheon-rip muttered something to himself, then looked at Dok-bi and shouted.
“Didn’t I say you could win!”
Dokbi remained silent.
“I said I could win, I said I could win! But what is this! What is this!”
“Calm down!”
“Really? Do I look real right now!”
Kang Cheon-rip would rather faint than faint.
A hundred nyang!
Just then, a hundred nyang of gold flew away before his eyes.
If you take the silver, it would be worth a whopping ten thousand nyang.
That amount of money was enough to live comfortably for the rest of my life, no matter where I went. It was also enough to pay for several years of goldsmithing.
All that money was gone in an instant.
“Oh, no. If I don’t have that money…….”
The moment Kang Cheon-rip reached out his hand for the prize money, Ha Dae-bong stepped forward and blocked him.
"ah?"
“The match has already been decided, so let’s redistribute the money.”
As Ha Dae-bong clapped his hands, those who had followed him rushed to collect the money piled up next to the board.
“Here it is.”
Then Ha Dae-bong handed Kang Cheon-rip a voucher worth twenty nyang. It was the repayment of all the money that Wi Yeon-ho owed him.
“With this, all financial relations between Geumhwajang and Prince Wiyeonho have been settled. Those who have watched and I, Ha Daebong, will be witnesses. Isn’t that right?”
“Right!”
“I saw it!”
Hadae-bong smiled and placed a box full of coins next to him on the board.
“Those who cheered us on, let’s enjoy today together. I hope you all share in the silver!”
“It’s the best!”
“Hahahaha! This is why I can’t quit gambling!”
Ha Dae-bong approached Wi Yeon-ho and held out his hand.
“Congratulations.”
“……Isn’t that my money?”
"yes?"
“Why are you making a fuss with my money?”
Sweat began to pour out from Hadaebong's back.
“I, I will pay it back.”
“Please.”
"……yes."
Hadaebong turned his head and clicked his tongue.
Can't someone who just won eighty nyang give you some Gaepyeong? People need to live together with affection!
“I, I am ruined.”
Kang Cheon-rip just sat down on the spot.
The sight of him being so absentminded was enough to naturally arouse sympathy. Dokbi's face was a little pale, but he surprisingly maintained a calm demeanor.
“It was a good match.”
As Dokbi bowed his head, Wi Yeon-ho suddenly got up from his seat.
Then he bowed his head and gave a lottery ticket.
“It was a good match.”
Jin So-ah looked at the scene as if it was a wonder. In all her years of watching, she had never seen Wei Yan-ho treat someone so politely.
"then."
As Dokbi turned and walked away lonely, Wi Yeon-ho quietly watched his back and then sat down.
“Haam!”
Wi Yeon-ho yawned and stretched, then looked back at Ha Dae-bong and said.
“First, please put this money in the battlefield.”
“Is there any possibility?”
“Then can I go back now?”
“What are you going to do with the Eosa Geumgeom? I feel shaky just holding it. Please get it back quickly.”
“Then please bring that too.”
"All right."
Wi Yeon-ho got up from his seat with difficulty again.
“Oh my, I have to go now.”
“My lord, my legs are shaking so much that I can’t go.”
“What did you do?”
“I’m exhausted just watching. Are you okay with the above situation?”
“I’m always tired.”
Wi Yeon-ho smiled faintly and turned around.
“The owner will take care of the remaining money, so let’s go home for now. I’ll go home, eat, and take a deep sleep.”
“I will pull out the roots of the Songjeongru pillars!”
“I can’t eat that much.”
The moment Wi Yeon-ho and Jin So-ah were about to go out, giggling, the curtains on the main gate suddenly swung open to the left and right, and a group of people rushed in.
"huh?"
Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head.
He didn't call anyone else, so who are these people?
Men dressed in dark black stood blocking the door.
"to……."
Wi Yeon-ho looked at the sight and then turned his head to look at Ha Dae-bong.
“Do you know who it is?”
Hadaebong's face began to harden suddenly.
“Judging by the black spider pattern engraved on their black clothes, they seem to be from the Heukji Kitchen.”
“Black kitchen?”
Wi Yeon-ho tried to recall the name Heukji Kitchen, which he could barely remember.
At that moment, the men split left and right, and a handsome middle-aged man walked in between them and shouted.
“Who is Wi Yeon-ho?”