Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Nie Aotian said with a smile.

"Off-track betting? How does it work?"

Dabao hooked his finger, and Liu Xiaodao ran over with the box in small steps. He knelt on one knee in front of Dabao and presented the box to him with both hands.

Dabao opened the box and took out something wrapped in red cloth. He slowly opened the red cloth. The people present took one look and exclaimed in surprise.

This turned out to be a demon-subduing pestle made of top-grade jadeite, with a ruby ​​the size of an egg on one end.

Dabao said slowly.

"This is a demon-subduing pestle made for the Buddha by Zhang Zhidong with all his might. Master Jingming of Mount Wutai led five hundred disciples in chanting scriptures for 49 days to bless it. The Buddha could not sleep without holding it.

How about it, old man? I'll bet all the money on your table with this, is that okay with you?

Nie Aotian loved antiques the most in his life. When he saw the demon-subduing pestle, his eyes lit up and he wanted to snatch it away immediately.

Guo Yingnan quickly stood up and bowed to Dabao.

"Master Qin, there's no reason to use your money."

Dabao waved his hand.

"Lao Guo, if you gamble, you have to gamble for happiness. These material possessions can buy my happiness, so it's worth it."

A young man in a tuxedo stood up among the dignitaries who were watching the fun. Because he had been sitting in the back, Guo Yingnan and others did not notice him.

At this moment, as soon as he stood up, everyone shouted.

"It's Master Fu."

"Master Fu, may you be healthy and prosperous."

The young man smiled and stretched out his hands to press down.

"Thank you all for your kindness. My name is Fu Nianzu, and my father is Fu Laorong. I wonder if you are willing to transfer this demon-subduing pestle? I am willing to pay 8,000 million."

Dabao laughed out loud.

"I never look at the price when I buy things, and of course I'm not good at selling things. I just like gambling, which I have plenty of and I have the ability to win at the gambling table.

Sell? Impossible.”

Fu Nianzu's expression changed, he nodded with a smile and sat down.

Guo Yingnan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, rubbing his hands constantly. Ye Han patted his shoulder and whispered,

"Don't worry, this hand is sure to win for me."

"What?" Guo Yingnan felt relieved after hearing what Ye Han said. When it came to gambling, the person he admired most was Ye Han, so naturally he believed whatever Ye Han said.

Dabao looked at Nie Aotian with a squint.

"How about it? Old man, do you want to take it?"

For the first time in decades, Nie Aotian was tempted. He had heard that the Buddha had ten great treasures, and the third one was the Demon-Subduing Pestle. Since he had the chance to get it, he certainly couldn't let it go easily.

Once a person has greedy desires, he loses his basic judgment.

Nie Aotian nodded.

"Okay, I'll take this bet! I have three kings, you can show me your cards."

Dabao already knew what cards he had, and couldn't help but curl his lips. He slowly turned over the hole card, and it was the A. Three A's beat three K's, and Dabao won the round.

Nie Aotian's table was clean. He looked quite casual. He stood up, holding a cigarette holder in his mouth, and bowed to Dabao.

"It's true that heroes emerge from youth. I, Nie Aotian, accept my defeat today with full conviction."

Dabao crossed his legs and waved his hands, looking very arrogant.

Ye Han and Guo Yingnan came over. In fact, these so-called gambling saints and gambling tyrants are not like what is shown in movies and TV dramas. Winning or losing does not matter to them. If they lose today, they can win it back tomorrow. There is no gambling for losing.

Guo Yingnan patted Dabao on the shoulder.

"Young Master Qin is truly formidable. Even Old Ghost Nie isn't as domineering as you."

Dabao bumped him with his shoulder.

"Old Guo, you have a bad temper towards me, so just call me Danny from now on."

"Okay, Danny, let me introduce you. This is my good brother, the gambling saint Ye Han!"

Dabao had read Ye Han's biography, which contained a photo of Ye Han. He recognized him immediately, especially his protruding ears.

Ye Han was a generous man, without any airs at all. He bowed to Dabao.

"Little brother, you are so bold and heroic."

No one thought Dabao's gambling skills were that good. Even Ye Han misjudged him, thinking that Dabao was just a scion of a wealthy family, a lavish spender, and that the wins and losses in the two rounds today were all made by spending money.

Nie Aotian stood aside and did not leave. His mission was not yet completed, so he spoke coldly.

"Ghost King Ye, this was supposed to be a contest between you and me, but it was interrupted by two unrelated people. How about we find another time to have a bet?"

Before Ye Han could say anything, Dabao interrupted their conversation with a laugh.

"You have to count me in if you want to play, but you have to play big and bet big money, starting at 5,000 million."

Oh my god, as soon as these words were spoken, everyone's face changed.

The current exchange rate is 1 million gold to 5.71 Hong Kong dollars, which means that each person needs to prepare nearly 3 million in gambling money.

Ye Han was about to speak when Guo Yingnan nodded.

"I'm not participating. I support the old man."

When Ye Han heard this, he realized that he didn't have that much capital to gamble, but with Guo Yingnan's support, there would be no problem.

These three people were looking at Nie Aotian. Nie Aotian didn't have that much money. Even if the Bamboo Union had it, it would be too late to ask the gang for money.

Fu Nianzu came over and said with a smile,

"I will be responsible for Mr. Nie's gambling stake, but I have one condition. I will be included in this bet, and my requirement is that this gentleman's demon-subduing pestle be included in the gambling stake."

Guo Yingnan's face turned ugly in an instant. Everyone knew that Fu Nianzu was a passerby, but he couldn't say anything else and could only look at Dabao.

Dabao waved his hand, and Liu Xiaodao ran over with small steps. These small steps were not something that only servants from wealthy families in the old capital could do. Servants were different from servants. Servants from wealthy families were trained. When they carried things, their upper bodies were tattooed and they did not move. They walked with these small steps. The requirement was to be fast and steady.

Liu Xiaodao knelt down on his knees and raised the box in his hand high.

Dabao opened the box casually. There were five red cloth bags inside, one of which was the demon-subduing pestle. He opened the red cloth bag again.

The second part is a fist-sized bead, which is crystal white with a hint of green light.

Dabao weighed it in his hand.

"You may have heard of the Buddha's Night Pearl, but you may not have seen it."

Oh my god! Now everyone around is in a state of panic. No one doubts Dabao's identity anymore. If he is not a prince, how can he come up with so many royal treasures?

"Jade watermelon, Tang Bohu's painting of ladies, and this jade ring from Emperor Qianlong is not worth mentioning."

Everyone present was stunned. Wow, all three of Cixi Laofu’s treasures were here. Just these three items could buy half of Haojiang...