A tragic journey through ancient times, trying to make money

evening.

Two oil lamps were lit in the main hall of Old Zhang's house, illuminating the entire hall.

Zhang Yunyue placed all the prepared mahjong tiles on the square table in the main room and covered the table with a piece of cloth.

"Come on, I'll teach you how to play mahjong. It's fun and a great way to kill some time."

The others have been itching to play mahjong for the past two days and are very curious about Zhang Yunyue's mahjong.

Seeing that Zhang Yunyue was about to teach everyone how to play, they all stood or sat around the table.

Listen to Zhang Yunyue explaining the rules of mahjong while fiddling with mahjong to demonstrate.

After that, he asked everyone to manually piece together a winning hand, regardless of the number of cards.

Everyone thought about it and pieced it together. Although it took a while, they all got it right.

"Okay, I see you've all figured it out, why don't we just play around and give it a try."

"Okay, okay, let's try it. We've been itching to do it for a long time."

"You guys play first, I'll watch you from the side. After playing a few more rounds, we'll officially start. If you lose, there will be a penalty."

Father Zhang: "Okay, come on, Ah Yan, you can sit up too."

Sitting at the table were Zhang's father, Zhang Cheng, Mo Yan, and Zhu.

Father Zhang threw the dice, and then everyone started taking mahjong tiles and lining them up in front of them.

"One tube."

"Thirty thousand."

"Kujo."

"Wait a minute, I want to touch it." Zhang Cheng touched the nine cards that Mo Yan played, and then played another one.

"..."

Although everyone typed a little slowly, they didn't make many mistakes.

But things changed a bit later on, and everyone became a little nervous.

"Yueyue, help me check if I need an eight-tube to win."

"Yueyue, can you help me check if I can get a card? If I get a card, can I draw another card?"

"Oh, Yueyue, Yueyue, come and help your second aunt to see if this guy is masturbating." Zhu waved to Zhang Yunyue to come over.

With the help of Zhang Yunyue, the first game ended with Zhu winning by himself.

Father Zhang stretched his arms and said, "Oh, playing mahjong is a bit brain-intensive."

Zhang Cheng: "Yes, when you pick up a card, you have to see if you need the card in your hand. If you need it, you have to consider which card you should throw next."

Zhu: "Oh, it's fun, sister-in-law, next round, you come, you come."

Then he quickly stood up and gave his seat to Zhang's mother.

The remaining three people also left the table, and were replaced by Grandpa Zhang, Mo Wen, and Mo Qi.

Grandpa Zhang: "I was watching you guys play just now, and I was itching to play. Especially when the eldest brother played a card, it wasn't the card I wanted to play. I was even more itchy, hahahaha."

Mo Wen agreed repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that's right, I was thinking the same thing just now."

Zhang Yunyue: "Come on, let's do it the same way as in the last round. Arrange the cards first."

Several people heard what Zhang Yunyue said.

He immediately started to put the mahjong pieces on.

Then a new round of mahjong begins.

Thinking about playing one more round, everyone can officially take turns playing later.

Zhang Yunyue went to the kitchen stove and took out a fire stick to draw on her face as punishment.

Wait until you return to the main room.

Zhang's mother: "Dad, look at this, should I touch it? I only need one more card to win."

"Yes, yes, touch it."

The next moment, Mo Wen touched a card: "Oh, I touched it by myself, haha, I touched it by myself, hahaha."

The game is over.

The people at the table stood up, and there were just enough people left to play another table.

It just so happened that there was one person missing, namely myself, Grandma Zhang, and Zhang Yunxue, so Mo Qi was allowed to sit at the table.

I originally thought that Zhang Yunxue was just there to make up the numbers, as Zhang Cheng and Zhu were already sitting next to their own daughters.

I'd like to give you some advice later.

But before the two of them could give Zhang Yunxue any advice, she was only one card away from winning.

But the result was unexpected. Zhang Yunyue won this round too quickly.

Zhang Yunyue: "Okay, everyone has taken turns. Just now, you sat by and watched how others played, so you must be more skilled. Now let's officially start. We will start punishing the loser.

Then the winner continues to play at the table, and the loser leaves the table to make way for others.”

Zhang Yunyue took out the firewood stick she had just picked up in the kitchen and waved it in front of everyone: "The loser will have his face painted by the winner later."

When the other people in the Zhang family saw Zhang Yunyue take out the firewood stick, they thought of the scene where they played Go in their spare time and had their faces painted when they lost.

A group of people looked at Zhang Yunyue who had a cunning look on his face.

However, no one minds it. If there were no punishment, the game would not be so funny.

"This is good, this is good, I agree, hahahaha."

"Haha, I agree too."

"I agree."

Zhang Yunyue: "Okay, then let's start playing. Now the people under the table can't give advice to the people at the table. A true gentleman watches the game without saying a word."

"Okay then, come on, Yueyue, since you are all already at the table, you will start first."

"it is good."

After Zhang Yunyue finished speaking, Grandma Zhang became nervous instantly.

"Oh, I have to play slowly then. I'm not as quick-witted as you guys."

"It's okay, grandma, you and grandpa can discuss it. We have no objection."

"Haha, that's fine, old man, come sit next to me and help me take a look."

"Okay, I'll sit next to you." Grandpa Zhang stood up and sat next to Grandma Zhang.

Restart.

Because this was the beginning of a formal game, everyone looked serious. After all, the loser would be humiliated.

However, unexpectedly, Grandma Zhang won this round.

The other three people all came to Grandma Zhang and waited for her to paint their faces.

Grandma Zhang thought of everyone’s favorite thing to draw, glasses frames, so she drew a glasses frame for each of the three people.

When Mo Yan saw this, he didn't laugh out loud, but he just held it in.

Mo Wen laughed the loudest.

"Oh, Moqi, this is totally inconsistent with your expression. Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter."

Mo Qi glanced at Mo Wen and said for the first time: "Don't worry, with your IQ, you will be quick."

The others looked at Moqi, who had been silent, and started laughing again.

All night long, the main room of Old Zhang's house was filled with all kinds of laughter.

Everyone's face had some painting done with fire sticks.

But I didn’t expect that it was Mo Yan’s first time playing, and there wasn’t too much paint on his face.

The worst off were Mo Wen and Zhang's father. It's not that they didn't know how to play, but they were just unlucky. The mahjong tiles they drew were always a mess, they couldn't connect the strings, and they couldn't touch the cards, so they could only be painted with paint all the time.

The two of them were laughed at by everyone the whole time, and as the game progressed, they ended up comforting each other.