Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 1319: Chapter 1118 All In_1 Chapter 1319: Chapter 1118 All In_1 “Let’s begin,” Tong Sanlang looked toward Wu Yancai.

He was now gambling with Wu Yancai; all the other sons of aristocratic families had stepped down, leaving only the two of them.

Wu Yancai, in his twenties, looked plump and harmless with his fair, chubby round face and gentle smile. Hearing Tong Sanlang’s words, he promptly instructed the dice shaker to start, “Begin.”

The dice shaker was a shrewd-looking middle-aged man who picked up the three dice, showed everyone they were fair, and then tossed them into the shaker. After a series of shakes, he placed the shaker on the table.

“Both parties, please place your bets,” he said.

Tong Sanlang, upon hearing this, picked up a small wooden token in front of him; the tokens represented chips, with one being a hundred tael, “I choose high, a hundred tael.”

Across from him, Wu Yancai also picked up a token with a cheerful smile, “Then I’ll choose low.”

Seeing that both had placed their bets, the middle-aged man lifted the lid of the shaker, “Open!”

The three dice showed three, five, and six points respectively, adding up to fourteen points–high.

Seeing this, Wu Yancai pushed two small tokens towards Tong Sanlang, “Marquis Tong wins.”

Tong Sanlang nodded slightly, not looking at the two small tokens, and said to the middle-aged man, “Continue.”

The middle-aged man shook the dice again, and this time it was Wu Yancai’s turn to bet first. He put out two small tokens, “Two hundred tael, high.”

Tong Sanlang put out six hundred tael, “Low.”

The shaker was opened, and the sum of the three dice was nine–low.

Tong Sanlang had won, and according to the rules, Wu Yancai had to not only produce six hundred tael but also pay three times that amount, which was one thousand eight hundred tael. In total, he owed two thousand four hundred tael.

This rule was set by Tong Sanlang since the debts accumulated by Xingda from gambling were enormous. If he won only a few hundred or thousand tael at a time, they’d be gambling forever.

So right from the start, he proposed this rule: whoever lost had to produce an amount equal to the opponent’s bet, as well as a multiple of the combined bets of both parties.

It was now the third round, and it was Tong Sanlang’s turn to bet first; he put out four hundred tael, “Low.”

Wu Yancai followed, “Eight hundred tael, high.”

When the shaker was opened, the dice showed five, five, and six points–high.

Wu Yancai had won.

Tong Sanlang took out eight hundred tael, and then another one thousand six hundred tael. He had lost two thousand four hundred tael in this round.

After three rounds, Tong Sanlang had won two hundred tael, basically breaking even.

After another ten rounds, Tong Sanlang and Wu Yancai had their wins and losses. The initial hundred tael was just to test the waters. After a dozen or so rounds, the betting chips of both parties had risen to a thousand tael.

Another round began. This time it was Wu Yancai’s turn to bet first; he pushed out a pile of small tokens, “Three thousand tael, high.”

Tong Sanlang glanced at the pile of tokens, then looked toward Yu Zizhou, “Master Yu, how much silver have I won so far?”

Yu Zizhou was holding a notebook, he looked down at the figure in the notebook and said, “Up to the last round, it amounts to four million three thousand six hundred tael.”

“Bet it all,” Tong Sanlang said.

“All of it?” Yu Zizhou’s eyes widened in surprise, “Are you sure? You need to think this through. If you lose, you’ll end up with a gambling debt larger than your father’s.”

Upon hearing this, Tong Sanlang’s gaze shifted to Qiao Xiaomai before he lifted his hand to rub his brow, showing a tired expression, “I’m sure, bet it all.”