Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

Zhao Haifeng looked at the pile of banknotes on the table in front of him, a little stunned.

Not only him, but also Zhao Dashan. Even Zhao Mingliang, who was standing by and watching the game, didn't expect that a single card would be played, and almost everyone's money was thrown on it.

Now, a total of more than 1800 yuan in cash has been paid out in front of everyone.

More than 1800 yuan doesn't sound like much.

But in a poor rural area like Zhaojiayu, it is definitely a considerable amount of money.

Take Zhao Dashan, for example. He usually earned only three yuan a day doing odd jobs and helping out with manual labor. It was only last year, when Zhao Wenhao started recycling herbal medicines, that he began to earn some money.

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't dare to play so big. A win or loss of thirty or fifty was already quite good for him.

"How about this, since no one has any money left, the three of you can just compete. Whoever has the bigger one gets it!"

Zhao Dashan once again acted as a peacemaker.

Unfortunately, his words were of no use. At this point, how could Zhao Wenhao let Shen Zhixiang go? Of course, he would pursue the victory.

"Five more, Shen Zhixiang, it's your turn to speak. Haven't you been shouting the whole time? Are you scared now? Why don't you just throw your cards away and let me compete with Big Dog."

"Who's afraid of who?" Although Shen Zhixiang was already unsure in his heart, he was unwilling to back down for the sake of face.

Besides, he thought his cards were strong enough, and although he couldn't see Zhao Wenhao's cards, he felt that this guy was bluffing.

So the five-dollar bill was thrown up again.

Zhao Dagou was not willing to be outdone and paid money again.

Several rounds passed like this. By this time, even Zhao Wenhao had very little cash left, less than 100 yuan.

As for Shen Zhixiang, there was only the last five-dollar bill in front of him.

Zhao Dagou was completely broke and couldn't receive any more money. Everyone else's money had been thrown onto the table.

"I don't want it anymore, you guys play." Zhao Dagou threw away the cards in his hand unwillingly.

"Keep going!" Zhao Wenhao glanced at Shen Zhixiang contemptuously and bet again, "Do you want to borrow some more money? I can wait for you!"

Shen Zhixiang looked timid, a sense of unease rising. Zhao Wenhao was too calm, not at all fake. At the same time, he seemed convinced that his opponent was more powerful than him.

Fortunately, Zhao Dagou was broke, otherwise Shen Zhixiang wouldn't know what to do. Should he really ask his brother-in-law to lend him all the money in the family?

I guess Zhao Haifeng is unlikely to do so.

"Open!" Shen Zhixiang threw down his last five-yuan bill and stared fiercely at the three playing cards in Zhao Wenhao's hand. "I have A, Q, and 8 Golden Flower. I don't believe you can surpass me."

Zhao Wenhao looked at Shen Zhixiang's exasperated expression and smiled gently, "Sorry, I was lucky today and actually got the Shunjin."

After saying that, he threw the three cards in his hand onto the table.

Only three club blossoms, 5, 6 and 7, appeared in front of everyone, looking so eye-catching.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, you are cheating!" Shen Zhixiang's blood boiled and his face flushed red.

He grabbed the pile of money on the table and was about to hold it in front of him.

But at this moment, a big hand hit the back of his hand hard.

There was a loud "bang" sound, which made Shen Zhixiang quickly retract his hand and cover it with his other hand.

It was obvious that he was hit hard this time, and it was Zhao Wenhao who did it.

"What are you doing? If you lose, you have to admit it. Are you planning to steal my money?"

Zhao Wenhao still smiled and put all the money in front of him.

Shen Zhixiang's brows were furrowed, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

Not only that, his lips were tightly pursed, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

His body kept shaking, as if he wanted to vent all his anger. An uncontrollable rage burst out from his body, making people afraid to approach him.

"You cheated, you must have cheated, you must have marked the cards. Give me your money back, you must give me your money back, or I will never forgive you."

Zhao Wenhao was not afraid at all, and there was even a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Dagou, who had been unable to contain himself for a long time, slammed the table and yelled, "Bullshit! You lost and you accuse others of cheating. I even said you cheated."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. He must have cheated." Facing Zhao Dagou's accusation, Shen Zhixiang became somewhat incoherent. "How could it be such a coincidence? Tell me, isn't this the truth? Brother-in-law, say something."

Shen Zhixiang quickly asked Zhao Haifeng for help.

In this single hand, he lost all his cash, a total of over seven hundred yuan. How could he accept this?

"This..." Zhao Haifeng didn't know what to say.

In fact, he also felt something was wrong, but he didn't know the specific reason.

Not only him, but Zhao Dashan also had the same feeling and looked at Zhao Wenhao with suspicion.

"I cheated!" Zhao Wenhao laughed and immediately admitted the fact.

This one sentence was so shocking that everyone was stunned.

Who would admit to cheating before anyone else knew about it? Is Zhao Wenhao a fool?

"Hahaha, I told you, he definitely cheated. Now that he's admitted it himself, what else do you have to say?" Shen Zhixiang was suddenly ecstatic. "All the money is mine. This bastard dared to cheat. He must be beaten and made to kneel on the ground begging for mercy."

After saying that, he tried to grab the money in front of Zhao Wenhao again.

Zhao Wenhao was like watching a clown show. Just as Shen Zhixiang reached out his hand, he slapped him in the face.

"Snapped!"

Very loud and crisp.

The whole room fell silent, and Shen Zhixiang was stunned.

He never thought that Zhao Wenhao would dare to attack him even after admitting to cheating.

"Everyone, don't you want to know how I cheated?" Zhao Wenhao shook his hands, as if the slap he just had was stained with something dirty.

Zhao Haifeng was furious. He slapped his brother-in-law in front of him, and he did it so casually. This made him feel embarrassed.

If it weren't for the fact that he would have to rely on Zhao Wenhao in the future, Zhao Haifeng might have already started teaching him a lesson by now.

Unfortunately, this year's herbs will be dried soon and then sold.

Zhao Wenhao, on the other hand, was the God of Wealth of Zhaojiayu. Through him, everyone could earn more. Otherwise, who would really take a young man like him seriously?