The banquet today is very authentic! It is the taste that Han Songlin remembers. When he was a child, he didn't eat roasted pork belly and longan fruit, but Han Songlin finished them both.
I have to say one thing, this thing, you really can't eat a lot of it!
It's annoying, it's really annoying!
It's mainly made from pork fat, and it's okay to taste it.
No wonder they say that basically every table will have leftovers later on.
Whole chickens, whole fish, and braised duck were all served.
Han Songlin didn't touch the chicken because it was stewed; generally speaking, Han Songlin doesn't touch chicken because when he was a child, his family kept hens, and whenever he ate chicken, he always felt that there was a kind of blockage in his heart.
As for wine, Han Songlin stopped drinking after a glass or two.
A small drink is good for your health, but heavy drinking is bad for your health.
Almost as soon as the banquet was over, someone started collecting the uneaten food on the table in plastic bags.
Han Songlin had never encountered this situation before, where the food was poured out directly after the banquet had just started.
With a sigh, Han Songlin understood the root of this behaviour.
'Have dinner tonight, remember to come!'
'Second uncle, have dinner before you go!'
'No, I have to feed the animals at home. I have to go back and see to them. There are a lot of thieves these days!'
'Then you take this!'
When the banquet was over, some people had to go, but of course, many people wanted to stay and have some fun.
For example, playing mahjong, long cards, poker, and so on.
The food on the table was quickly cleared away.
Zhang Ju kept inviting people to come and play cards.
Han Songlin wanted to play cards, but he couldn't find anyone to play with all of a sudden.
Is this a sign of disrespect?
"You bosses play big, we don't dare get up to the table!'
What a thing to say!
Zhang Menglan stood by, speaking up, 'Let's play!'
'Come on then!'
Han Songlin, Zhang Menglan, and one called Yang Kaishen. No one else expected it to be Liu Jiuyuan.
Zhang Menglan didn't know anything about Liu Jiuyuan, and for her, no one else mattered, as long as Han Songlin was there.
'Let's get one thing straight: there's no cap, and the stakes are 5 yuan!' Zhang Menglan first had to make the rules clear.
Five yuan, that's 50 yuan in chips!
If there's no cap, and Qingda University adds four bars, that's scary!
Han Songlin doesn't lack money, and he doesn't think he'll lose more than he can afford.
Han Songlin glanced at the other two and said, 'No cap, 80 yuan!'
Zhang Menglan was casual about it, and it was up to Yang Kaishen and Liu Jiuyuan.
Since they dared to sit at this mahjong table, they were naturally mentally prepared.
So, there were no problems.
So, let's get started!
After two rounds, Han Songlin noticed that it felt like they were just shuffling the cards!
It wasn't popular to say that you would play a bloodbath until the end of the game, and if one player had won, then the cards would be shuffled directly.
So, after one hand, time had passed quickly.
'This is all about shuffling, let's change the game! Bloody Battle to the End.'
'What is a bloody battle to the end?'
'A bloody battle to the end is when one player has won, the other three continue to draw cards and play, kong when it's their turn, and pong when it's their turn, until the last two players win, and the game is over.'
Hearing Han Songlin say this, it seems like it could work!
Han Songlin specifically explained the rules, and compared to the previous way of playing, the bloody battle to the death actually makes the game more exciting.
In the future, there will also be a bloody river, and even if you win, you are no longer completely out of the game.
You really have to win, and it's not enough to win early, you have to win big.
Han Songlin explained the rules, and after a round of playing, the three of them now understand the rules.
This new way of playing also attracted a large crowd of onlookers.
It's a bloody battle, and I have to say, it really lives up to its name.
Eighty caps?
If you really lose, it'll be more than eighty in one game.
Liu Yuyan also sat next to Han Songlin and watched him play cards. Unexpectedly, Han Songlin is quite good at playing cards.
Han Songlin felt the card in his hand. If he played this card, he might have to pay a little penalty!
'Two circles!'
'Haha, sorry, a kong! Twenty yuan in my pocket.' Zhang Menglan even let out a smile from the back teeth. She had won quite a lot of money today.
She had money, and the money she had won was nothing to her.
But she enjoyed the process!
Han Songlin said maliciously, 'Be careful of the gun on the bar, my family is all one colour!'
Han Songlin's opponent was Liu Jiuyuan, who had dealt two cards with bars, all of them tens.
At a glance, it was clear that the possibility of a pure one colour was very high.
And Zhang Menglan didn't want tens.
Zhang Menglan felt a card, and her face instantly changed. She glared at Han Songlin, and she had actually felt a ten!
'Eight Wan!'
'Oops, I win, haha!'
Yang Kaishen smiled happily as he picked up the tile, looked at the tile he picked up, and then deliberately hit it in front of Liu Jiuyuan: 'Eight Wan!'
'Oops, my goodness! I've lost the tile I picked up.'
If this were a self-drawn tile, it would be incredible, it would be full directly!
Eighty for every family!
Self-drawn plus bonus.
This rule is to encourage self-draws.
'Good game, you've saved our family 80 yuan!' Han Songlin said with a smile. Eighty yuan is not much, but there is not a penny more on the table.
Zhang Menglan gave Han Songlin a dirty look and took the money directly from under the table mat.
This is really like going back to the pre-liberation period after thirty years of hard work.
They were winning, but now they have lost more than 20 yuan.
It has been a long time since they played cards, and Han Songlin has really won a lot.
By the middle of the afternoon, Han Songlin had won more than 2,000 yuan.
Yang Kaishen should have won quite a bit too, and judging by the looks of things, he had won even more than Han Songlin.
On the other hand, Han Songlin's opponent, Liu Jiuyuan, had lost quite a bit and had already started looking for someone to borrow money from.
As far as Han Songlin could remember, it was almost 2,000 yuan.
Han Songlin was slightly dumbfounded that there were actually quite a few people who had really lent him money.
This made Han Songlin a little puzzled.
Sometimes, when playing mahjong, you really have to check the almanac. For example, today, Liu Jiuyuan obviously wasn't very suitable for playing mahjong.
He quickly lost all the borrowed money!
Now, no one would lend him any more money.
In the countryside nowadays, no one has a lot of money!
Since he had no money, naturally he had to get off the table and let someone else play.
At the mahjong table, you must never mention owing money.
Many people say nice things like this, but then they don't honour their word when they leave the table. To be honest, it's a bit too tacky.
Han Songlin kept his hands on the mahjong tiles and didn't say a word.
He just looked at Liu Jiuyuan, who was borrowing money. 'Who's lending me some money? Don't worry, I'll pay you back,'
but no one was lending him any money. At this point, Liu Jiuyuan got desperate and shouted, 'My wife, I'll do it for a discount, 20 yuan an hour!'
Han Songlin was dumbfounded. Before, when he heard the rumours, he thought they were just rumours and not to be taken seriously!
But now, it had actually happened.
His gaze turned to Liu Jiuyuan's wife again. In terms of appearance, she was considered pretty, and the only thing that made Han Songlin's eyes light up was that she had a pretty good figure.
As one gets older, one really passes the age of looking at faces.
It's all about the figure.