The vicious female supporting role of Quick Transmigration stands aside

Chapter 189 The Story of Husband Cultivation (4)

The other party stopped talking, and looked at himself thoughtfully. The clothes on his body didn't look particularly good, but they were absolutely new, and his emotions were inexplicable.

Although this girl was very careless in her work, she was sincere to him. She left him the only roast chicken, fed him all the eggs, and only bought him clothes when she made money.

Although the clothes were not pretty and uncomfortable to wear, they were the best things she could provide within her power.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Meng Qing just stared at herself, thinking that he was blaming himself, so she smiled again: "It's okay, I'll buy it for myself after I make money, I tell you, I made money today It's more than a tael of silver, maybe we can move out of here soon, live in a real house, sleep on a big bed, and then I'll buy you a big bathtub, how many times do you want to take a bath Just wash as many times as you want without going out. When we have more money, I will find you a maid to take care of your daily life..."

She said it with a smile, but Lu Yang listened very seriously.

Obviously the happy life she talked about was not worth mentioning to him, but why did she have such a yearning emotion?
Lu Yang felt that he might be sick and confused, and that's why he had this inexplicable feeling.

Early the next morning, Meng Qing found herself sleeping in front of the fire, her clothes completely dry, and the little doll was sleeping soundly on the pile of straw next to her, and she didn't even notice when she got up.

Meng Qing made some porridge for the little baby, and kept it for him to drink when he woke up, and then went to run errands for others, and went to the gambling shop during meal time, and when it was not meal time, he would find some busy shops to help Just run errands and earn a lot of money in a day.

For several days, people in the gambling house could see Meng Qing coming in and out, and they immediately became interested in her.

On this day, when she was going to deliver food to others, she was stopped by someone.

"Boy, our boss is looking for you."

"Wait a minute." Meng Qing pushed away a few people, saw that the food in his hand was delivered to the designated person, and then followed with a smile.

The owner of the casino is a man in his early thirties, he looks good, but there is a long scar on his face, which looks a bit fierce, because of this scar, people who are familiar with him call him Scar.

"Boss, people have brought it."

Meng Qing walked in and hurriedly said hello respectfully.

Dao Scar stood in the room, looked her up and down, and nodded: "You are a clever person, and your brain is also flexible. Would you like to come to work in our casino?"

Meng Qing was taken aback.

What would a gambling shop do with a kid who was twelve or thirty?As a thug, she is as skinny as a chicken, and she can't beat a few people.

"What? Do you think my temple is too small to accommodate you?" Dao Scar's tone changed, and the scar on his face looked even scarier.

Meng Qing shook her head quickly: "No, it's just that I was so surprised that I didn't react for a while."

"That is to say, you agree?"

"You are willing to do things for me, how dare I be so ignorant?"

Only then was Dao Scar satisfied, and ordered Meng Qing to stay.

Only then did Meng Qing realize that the other party liked her agility and started to teach her about dice, pai gow and other tricks and some methods of cheating, and planned to let her work as a dealer in the casino.

Although casinos are a little more dangerous, the rewards are high. In addition, Meng Qing studied psychology in her previous life. She can tell a lot of things through people's facial expressions and some small movements. If something is wrong, she can take the baby with her.

Sure enough, Dao Scar didn't miss him. Meng Qing's study progress was very fast, and within a few days, she could be a general dealer. They roll the dice.

After learning it, Meng Qing realized that people who really know how to roll dice can control the number of dice points independently, no wonder they lose nine out of ten bets in a casino.

"Hey, isn't this the guy who bought food for us? Why did he change his career?" Several people who came to play recognized Meng Qing.

Meng Qing didn't hold back, and explained to them half-truthfully: "The boss of the gambling shop said that I am talented and intelligent, and I am expected to become a god of gambling, so I came here to give it a try."

Everyone laughed and started placing bets.

Meng Qing is just a junior dealer. As long as he can win, it doesn't need to be precise. After a day's work, he is in pretty good shape.

"Very good, I will continue to work hard in the future." The old croupier who taught Meng Qing gambling came over and patted her on the shoulder, encouraging her.

This old dealer, also named Meng, has been working in the casino for more than ten years. He is well versed in the rules and principles of the casino. His skills are superb and he is highly valued by Scar.

"Thank you, Master, for your compliment. By the way, Master, are there any houses for rent nearby, the ones that are not expensive?"

Master Meng thought about it seriously, then nodded: "Yes, you rent a house?"

"Well, the house I lived in before was too dilapidated, and I'm not used to living in it."

"Okay, I'll write you the address later, you can find it according to the address, just say that I introduced it, and the other party can charge you a little less rent."

Meng Qing quickly thanked him and sent Master Meng out of the gambling house.

These days, Meng Qing had very little time to come back every day, and Lu Yang gradually learned to find food by herself. Therefore, when she went back, she basically ate all the food left in the morning, leaving an empty pottery. Can.

However, there was still half a can of porridge in the earthen pot today, and there was only one egg left. Meng Qing thought that Lu Yang was not feeling well again, and he had no appetite to leave so much, so he went over and touched him immediately. forehead.

"What are you doing?" Lu Yang was taken aback, his originally gentle voice raised a little.

"I don't have a fever, is it because I feel uncomfortable elsewhere?" Meng Qing asked.

Lu Yang felt confused and looked at her with confusion: "What are you talking about?"

"If you're not feeling well, why are there so many porridge and eggs left?"

It was because of this.

Lu Yang felt a little uncomfortable, and after a while he made a mosquito-like voice: "I'll leave it to you."

Meng Qing couldn't hear clearly, and just wanted him to say it again, whoever wanted to finish that sentence, the little baby had already turned sideways and went to sleep, obviously not wanting to talk anymore.

In the evening, the gambling house provided dinner, but each person only had one steamed bun. After eating, she did things for a few hours, and she was already hungry. Usually at times like this, she endured it and passed it. Seeing what Lu Yang left for her, he suddenly felt hungry.

She showed a big smile towards the back of the little baby: "I didn't expect our family Yangyang to feel sorry for others."

One sentence from Yang Yang made Lu Yang lose his hair.

He got up from the bed with a bang, and looked at Meng Qing with a serious face: "Meng Qing, don't call me by that disgusting title from now on, my name is Lu Yang."

"Oh." Meng Qing was drinking porridge, and she answered vaguely, but it's another matter whether she will execute it or not.

(End of this chapter)