Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1629 - 1523: Three Immortals Return to the Cave
At this time, Song Yun, who had been speculated by countless people, finished dealing with the documents on hand and then walked out of the branch to think about something.
Next to the branch, there was a vegetable market. Song Yun saw a crowd of people gathered at the entrance of the market and went forward out of curiosity.
He saw a man squatting on the ground, with a white canvas spread in front of him. On the canvas were three cards, all Ks: a Club K, a Heart K, and a Diamond K. The participation method was simple. He would place the cards on the canvas, then turn the cards face down, shuffle the three cards, and let you guess which one is the Heart K. You could place a bet, and if you guessed correctly, he would give you money; if you guessed wrong, you handed over your money.
A circle of people surrounded the man, occasionally urging those around them.
"Want to try?"
"It’s pretty interesting!"
"Look, he moves his hands so slowly, it’s easy to guess!"
But Song Yun looked at the squatting man. The man seemed to be moving the cards slowly, but in reality, he employed a common trick from the Martial World called Three Immortals Return to the Cave. No matter which card you guessed, he could instantly switch it out. This was a technique passed down from the Thieving Sect; many modern magic tricks use it too. However, the man’s skill was very high, and many people around couldn’t tell. But this trick posed no difficulty for Song Yun. He smiled while watching, and a middle-aged man next to Song Yun said to him, "Hey, buddy, wanna play?"
"Just watching." Song Yun replied.
"This thing, I’m telling you, it’s easy money. That guy has lost a thousand yuan today. You should give it a try before someone else wins it." The middle-aged man continued to urge Song Yun.
Song Yun said calmly, "Later."
Are you kidding me? Even the current leader of your Thieving Sect is working diligently for me in Sunan. You disciples and grand-disciples want to trick me out of money?
Soon, a simple young man was tempted. This man looked about 20 years old, covered in dust, likely a worker who had just finished his shift. He hesitated for a moment, then took out ten yuan, placed it on the stall, and said, "Start, my bet is ten yuan."
"Alright!" The stall owner shouted with a grin, then quickly shuffled the position of the three cards face down. After a few seconds, the stall owner stopped his hands.
"Guess, where’s the Heart K?" The stall owner asked.
"This one." The young man reached out and pressed on the middle card. The stall owner, surprised, turned over the card and exclaimed: "You have keen eyes!"
It really was the Heart K.
The young man smiled smugly and said, "Ten yuan, give it to me."
Reluctantly, the stall owner took ten yuan out of his bag and handed it to the young man.
"I don’t believe it. Want to try again?" The stall owner asked grudgingly.
"Twenty yuan." The young man smiled and placed twenty yuan on the canvas.
The stall owner quickly shuffled the positions of the cards again. After stopping his hands, the young man pointed to one of them, "This one."
The stall owner flipped it over, and sure enough, handed the 20 yuan to the young man unwillingly.
"Dare to come again?" The stall owner seemed a bit annoyed.
"Sure, 100." The young man took out a red banknote from his pocket and placed it on the stall.
"That much? You plan to win big from me! This time, I’ll be faster! Watch carefully." The stall owner swiftly moved the cards and stopped after a while. The young man calmly said, "It’s this one."
The middle-aged man was surprised, turned it over, and sure enough, "Your eyesight is too good. I won’t play anymore." The stall owner pretended to pack up.
"Hey, hey, hey, you’re doing business here, you can’t do that. I haven’t had enough fun yet, keep going." The young man was even more smug.
"Brother, we’re just a small business. Please don’t be so ruthless." The stall owner pleaded.
"Oh, I’m not being ruthless, my eyesight is just better, no problem, I’ll play a few more rounds." The young man said, "I won’t bet big."
The young man hesitated, "Play once more."
"Okay, just once. This time, I’ll add the 100 I won to my own 100 and put it on the canvas."
The stall owner nervously shuffled the card positions and then stopped. The young man said confidently, "Left card, your speed, too slow."
The stall owner slowly opened the card the young man spoke of, revealing it was indeed a Diamond K.
"Hahaha, you finally misjudged! I’ll take the 200 yuan, and that’s it." The stall owner said, intending to get up.
"Hey, come on again, sometimes I too misjudge, maybe you’ll win!" The young man urgently stopped the stall owner, "Play a few more rounds."
The stall owner hesitated for a moment, said, "I can’t beat you."
"Boss, please play with me again." Someone in the crowd urged. "Yeah, yeah, you can’t run away with money after winning."
"Fine." The stall owner sat down and said, "Let’s play a few more times."
Song Yun shook his head; the young man fell for it. Song Yun had already figured out that there were several people in the crowd acting as shills, and the stall owner played with the strategy of enticing and letting go, first letting you taste sweetness and then slaughtering you heavily. It was now a common scam technique, frankly speaking, still capturing people’s mentality of taking advantage without wanting to suffer losses. If this young man could be satisfied and withdraw from that initial game, these people would lose money. Unfortunately, everyone wants to win a little more.
As expected, in the next half hour, the young man won some and lost some, but his pocket grew lighter and lighter until he realized he had lost all the two thousand plus yuan he originally brought.
"Sigh, young man, I told you earlier, it’s the card nearby, but you didn’t listen." A shill on the side spoke at this moment, successfully shifting the young man’s attention.
The young man sighed unwillingly and said to the stall owner, "I’m out of money. Can I bet with something else?"
"Something else? Have to see what the thing is." The stall owner replied.
"It’s this..." The young man took out a white object from his bosom, and Song Yun’s pupils suddenly shrank, "It’s actually a tortoise shell!"
The tortoise shell was densely engraved with something. Back then, his father arranged genetic formulas from this, and Zhou Guang and his team later went to Five Girls Mountain for this.
The young man held the tortoise shell, saying, "I retrieved this from an ancient tomb, they said it’s quite valuable. I’ll bet 1000 yuan with it."
"Buddy, just such a piece of unknown stuff, and you dare ask for 1000 yuan?" The stall owner looked down on the young man.
"Sigh, how about 500!! 500 should be okay." The young man begged.
"100 at most," the stall owner said, "either play or please leave."
The young man hesitated for a moment, "100 is 100," and placed the tortoise shell on the canvas as a bet.
As expected, the young man lost the tortoise shell as well.
