Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Everyone laughed and agreed, the sound of betting and discussions made the ceiling of the Colosseum buzz, and no one took the skinny tiger seriously.

Bai Wanwan looked at the boss and said, "Give me the indenture of that skinny tiger right now! I'll buy it."

The boss widened his eyes and looked at Bai Wanwan in surprise:

"Girl, do you really want to buy the indenture of this skinny tiger?

One thousand taels of silver is not a small sum. If it gets killed soon, all the money will be wasted!"

Bai Wanwan looked calm, waved her hand and said, "I haven't thought about quitting. Win or lose, whatever happens."

Seeing this, the boss nodded and said, "Okay! I'll do it right away!"

After a while, Skinny Tiger's indenture was delivered to Bai Wanwan.

In the Colosseum, the skinny tiger was being pinned to the ground and beaten by the fat tiger without any chance to fight back.

The onlookers shouted at the top of their lungs: "Bite it to death! Bite it to death!"

Suddenly, the skinny tiger changed its appearance, turned over suddenly, and bit the fat tiger's neck.

While the fat tiger loosened its claws in pain, it jumped onto the tiger's back, pressed it down with its sharp claws, and bit the blood vessels on the fat tiger's neck fiercely.

The fat tiger shook its head wildly in pain, rolling and crawling on the ground, trying to throw the skinny tiger off, but the skinny tiger bit it tightly and refused to let go.

Blood flowed down the fat tiger's neck, and soon it collapsed to the ground motionless.

The whole audience suddenly fell silent, and then erupted into deafening exclamations.

The Colosseum exploded instantly.

Someone clutched the betting slip in his hand and shouted at the top of his voice:

"How is this possible? How can a victorious general not even be able to defeat a skinny tiger?

I even mortgaged my ancestral home!"

The old man next to him stamped his feet in anxiety, and the pipe in his hand almost broke: "It's over! This is the money I have been saving for my coffin for ten years!"

The odds sign on the side of the field is the most eye-catching. The odds of the fat tiger are seven times that of the thin tiger.

Many people stared at the sign with red eyes, muttering to themselves: "It was clearly a sure win, how could it be like this?"

A young man turned pale and suddenly collapsed to the ground, with banknotes scattered all over the floor: "I lost... I lost everything..."

The crowd was in chaos, with curses and crying mixed together.

Some people were so angry that they overturned the table next to them, while others squatted on the ground and beat their chests and stamped their feet.

The gambling house owner was also panicking, sweat dripping down his forehead, muttering to himself, "What should I do... so much money..."

Only Bai Wanwan stood at the sidelines, slowly waving the indenture in her hand, a faint smile on her lips as she said, "Chuyi, have someone send that skinny tiger home."

Chuyi nodded, Bai Wanwan looked at Xiao Yi and said:

"Brother Xiao, I'm so embarrassed! I won by luck again this time, how can I feel embarrassed?

How about this! I'll treat you, and we can go to the back and play."

Xiao Yi's face turned purple, he was breathing heavily, and his chest was heaving violently.

He moved all the available cash from the bank here today, hoping to make a fortune, but in the end it all went into Bai Wanwan's pocket.

He gritted his teeth, the veins on his cheeks bulging: "No need."

He turned around and left with his men without even looking back.

Bai Wanwan sighed and said:

"I mean well, don't I? Why do you have to talk like that?

Winning and losing are common in the military. Is it appropriate for him to treat me like this after he lost?"

Shen Tao quickly came over to smooth things over and said, "Calm down, calm down. It's not worth it to argue with such a person."

Wang Jingheng smiled and said, "He's the most tolerant person. He will definitely report any flaws. You'd better be careful! How about we go have some fun now?"

Bai Wanwan nodded and said, "Okay! I also want to see what's in here."

The boss frowned, looked Bai Wanwan and the others up and down, and said with embarrassment:

"The girl is young and a girl, so it's not a good place in there.

Although it is more orderly than a brothel, it is a mixed crowd and it is not convenient to enter. "

Shen Tao puffed out his chest and waved his hand nonchalantly:

"What are you afraid of? We've brought so many guards, how can we not protect a few children?

Just follow the rules, we're just curious and want to go in and see what's going on."

As he spoke, he turned around and winked at the guards behind him. Several strong men immediately stood up straight, and the swords on their waists flashed with a cold light.

Before reaching the backyard, Bai Wanwan heard the humming and singing of opera coming from inside.

The boss bowed and introduced:

"It's very lively here at night. Sometimes we have operas, sometimes girls dancing, and there's something new every day.

The show hasn't started yet, would you all like to take a break in the upstairs lounge first? "

As he spoke, he pushed open the carved wooden door, and warm air wrapped in the scent of powder hit him in the face.

The front hall was filled with octagonal tables with melon seeds and fruit plates on them. Many gentlemen in silk clothes were leaning on chairs drinking and chatting.

A dozen girls dressed in red and green were walking around with teapots in their hands, occasionally making a few jokes to the guests.

There was a stage in the middle, with instruments such as the pipa and drum boards on it, and several musicians were tuning the strings.

Bai Wanwan, wearing men's clothes and holding a fan, followed him in.

Red lanterns were hung in the corridor on the second floor, and the figures of girls could be vaguely seen behind the bamboo curtains.

The boss led them through the corridor and pushed open the door to the private room at the back. "Please, everyone! It's quiet here. Please help yourself to tea and snacks. This meal is on me!"

Bai Wanwan looked out the window and saw that the lights on the stage downstairs had already been turned on. It seemed that the show was about to begin.

Bai Wanwan followed the boss inside, feeling itchy in her heart.

I have been to teahouses in ancient times. At most, I would listen to storytelling and occasionally encounter people playing the pipa or guqin. It was nowhere near as lively as this place.

Before she even entered the door, the sounds of laughter and musical instruments came flooding in. It was different from any place she had seen before.

It's a bit like the noisy atmosphere in a modern bar.

Pushing open the door of the private room, the boss smiled broadly: "Gentlemen, this is the best private room we have here!"

There was a carved round table in the room, surrounded by cushioned armchairs. Melon seeds, preserved fruits and freshly brewed tea were already prepared on the table.

The window faces the stage, and with the carved window lattices opened, the performance below can be seen clearly.

At this moment, the stage was busy setting up the scenery. Several waiters were running back and forth carrying props. The guests in the audience were clamoring for wine. The whole place was as hot as a boiling pot.

Bai Wanwan was so hungry that she rubbed her stomach: "Boss, what can I eat? I didn't even have time to eat dinner."

When the boss heard this, he immediately waved to the waiter to hand over the menu: "Look, we have stir-fried dishes, dim sum, soups, and everything else!"

Bai Wanwan flipped through the wrinkled parchment menu when her eyes suddenly lit up: "Hey, you have steam pot chicken here?"

The boss nodded and bowed quickly:

"That's right! This steam pot chicken uses chickens from the back mountain, and is paired with Gastrodia elata and Cordyceps flowers.

Steamed on low heat for a full hour, the soup is delicious! Would you like one?"