Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 73

Chapter 73

“Is this the playroom?”

“Yes.”

The man dressed in silk was naturally Wei Yan-ho.

To enter this place, Wei Yan-ho’s purse, rarely opened under normal circumstances, had to be opened, and only after paying the huge sum of a silver nyang could he buy and wear silk clothes.

“Wow.”

However, Wei Yan-ho continued to play with his clothes with a clearly uncomfortable expression.

“Please stay still!”

“But it’s uncomfortable, what can I do?”

“Is this your first time using silk?”

“Yes.”

“……”

“Do you talk like you’ve used it before?”

“I used it often when I was young.”

“How lucky you are to come from a wealthy family.”

When Wei Yan-ho complained, Jin So-ah simply closed his mouth. If they kept arguing like this, problems would soon arise.

– But you don’t need to cover your face?

I’ve never met these people before, so covering my face would deliberately arouse even more suspicion.

Really? Mm-hmm. Well, lucky you.

“The most important thing is that you stop looking around so much!”

Jin So-ah was disguised as a servant attending Wei Yan-ho. Not only was he younger, but, unfortunately, unlike his profession as a doctor, his bad diet made the servant suit feel wonderful.

Ahem, you fool, you can’t guide me right!

“…yes.”

Jin So-ah dried up the tears that continued to accumulate in his eyes.

‘What have I become…’

Even though it was a job to make money, was it okay to go that far?

Besides, I just couldn’t trust this guy.

His father had been ruined by the game and they had ended up in that state, and yet here they were trying to get revenge through the game; no one in their right mind would think of such a thing.

He had vehemently opposed it, but thanks to a sleepy comment by Wei Yan-ho, he had no choice but to accept it cleanly.

“Is your money going away?”

No, it wasn’t.

Even if he wanted to provide seed capital, he didn’t have a single coin left. So, ultimately, even if they were ruined, it would be Wei Yan-ho’s ruin, and even if they lost everything, it would be Wei Yan-ho who would lose everything.

So, for Jin So-ah, he just had to watch the show and eat the rice cakes. If Wei Yan-ho made money and settled his debts, nothing could get better, and even if Wei Yan-ho lost money, they wouldn’t lose anything, so in the end, nothing would change.

So surely this was a profitable job…

‘Why am I so anxious?’

He felt suffocating, as if something was weighing on his chest, as if he had indigestion.

Even after taking a specially prepared digestive medicine, he felt his stomach heavy, as if he had been placed with stones inside.

“Wow.”

Jin So-ah sighed and strengthened his determination.

“I have to trust him.”

He desperately did not want to trust him, but he surely had skill; otherwise, how could he be acting as an inspector at such a young age and have received a letter of introduction from Uncle Moon Yu-hwan?

Judging only by his career and position, he should be the most reliable person, but knowing him personally made him unreliable; this was really an experience one could rarely have.

“What are you looking at?”

“Oh, no, nothing.”

For a moment, observing Wei Yan-ho possessed by the role of the son of a wealthy family, Jin So-ah clenched his teeth in silence.

“Besides that…”

Wei Yan-ho kept looking around.

As it was actually his first time in a playroom, everything he saw was fascinating.

“This is no joke.”

Since it was a gambling house, there were almost no people moving (most were sitting on mats playing or just looking at those playing), but there was a strange heat in the air.

– Oh my God, young master!

Then someone came running and saw Wei Yan-ho looking around.

“My God, young master! How have you honored this humble place with your visit?”

Wei Yan-ho looked bewildered at the rat-faced man who was suddenly acting friendly.

“Do you know me?”

Aren’t you a guest who came to have fun today?

“Ha ha.”

Wei Yan-ho just smiled.

“What should I do to have fun here?”

“Alas, young master, please don’t lower your tone!

“Ahem.”

Wei Yan-ho coughed clumsily.

“Of course, of course. What are you doing here to entertain yourself?”

Yes, young master. You have come looking for unusual pleasures. Then you have come to the right place. In our Golden Flower Hall, you can enjoy all kinds of gambling that exist in the world.

“Of all kinds?”

“Yes. From Chupaegu to bone chips, dice, Donggi, Horyangpae and other regional betting games, as well as immortal games like chess and Go… If it’s about betting money to win, here you can do anything.”

“Hmm, come on…”

When Wei Yan-ho nodded, the man approached him astutely.

“Come on! Yes, the Go is good! It’s the game of the immortals, isn’t it? But this is a gambling house! Instead of playing games that you can enjoy in other places, what if you try games that you can only enjoy here?”

Wei Yan-ho scratched his chin like he was worried.

“That would be nice, but I don’t really know how to touch them…”

Don’t worry about it. We have games that can be enjoyed from three-year-olds to people over eighty.

“Oh?”

When Wei Yan-ho seemed interested, the man grabbed him by the arm and took him aside.

Come this way, you have to watch this game in person!

“Ahem.”

Wei Yan-ho coughed silently and then followed the man with a dignified step, as if his dignity was damaged.

“Look how skillful he is.”

Wasn’t that clearly the son of a wealthy family who had just come from a big house?

Jin So-ah couldn’t help but admire Wei Yan-ho’s serene acting ability.

«No, maybe it really is.»

If you were born into a poor family, you couldn’t be. If a person is poor, isn’t it like the world to be diligent or starve to death?

But Wei Yan-ho was incredibly lazy, so it would be more correct to see him as someone who was born into a wealthy family where he could be so lazy and still have food that came into his mouth.

While Jin So-ah was deducing Wei Yan-ho’s identity, the man had already led them both to one side.

“This is it.”

“Mmm?”

Wei Yan-ho bowed his head as he looked at the game table unfolding in front of him.

What is this, it looks like a dice?

“This is a game called Yin-Yang.”

“Yin-Yang?”

That’s right. It’s the most popular game in our establishment. The method is very simple. We put those metal balls in a container and shake it. Those metal balls will vibrate inside the container and fall to the bottom. Then, when leaving the container on the floor, you have to guess if the number of metal balls inside is even or odd.

Wei Yan-ho bowed his head.

“Is that hard?”

How could it be! It’s easy. People like it because it’s easy, isn’t it? There are games with complex rules that have their grace, but this is about fast betting and fast winning! Also, the chance to hit is half. It should fit perfectly with your impulsive temperament, young master.

He did not know when he had seen enough to assess his temperament, but Wei Yan-ho was reasonably convinced.

“I don’t like things that take too long.”

Wei Yan-ho nodded.

“Then should I try to play this once?”

Hey, what are you doing?

“Yes!”

They quickly brought a shiny gold painted chair and Wei Yan-ho sat on it naturally.

“…what about me?”

When Jin So-ah stood there looking for a chair, the man glared at him and immediately hit his back.

“Ahhh!”

How can a insignificant being sit in the same place as the young master? Sit on the floor next to him!

“Puaj…”

Jin So-ah realized his position and sat on the floor.

Sit down on the floor!

When Jin So-ah looked at Wei Yan-ho with his eyes narrowed, the man struck again the back of Jin So-ah’s head.

“Ahhh!”

“What a rude bastard!”

“Tsk tsk, leave him alone. I raised this little boy like a younger brother, so he sometimes behaves that way.

“The scoundrels must be beaten to regain their sanity.

“Looks like you’re right.

When Wei Yan-ho snapped his tongue, Jin So-ah was so angry that he could barely breathe.

How could they turn a perfectly normal person into a scoundrel?

But there was nothing he could say in this situation.

Jin So-ah silently closed his mouth and looked down, recording the character of patience in his heart.

“Now well…”

When Wei Yan-ho looked forward, he found a large board with Taiji pattern, with the center divided.

“If you think it’s odd, put your money on this side; if you think it’s even, place it on that side.”

“I see.”

Wei Yan-ho nodded.

“So I take all the money wagered on the opposite side?”

That’s not how it works. If only money was put aside, no one would lose or win. We calculate and get exactly twice as much.

Just hearing it seemed reasonable, but the real intention was different.

If it was a format where players took each other’s bets, they could only take one commission, but if they returned twice the stake, when they made the next win with less money, the house could take more money.

“I see.”

Wei Yan-ho nodded and slowly took out his bag of money.

“Then I can have some fun?”

A smile flourished on Wei Yan-ho’s lips.

“Okay.”

Gang Cheon-rip sat on his chair looking at Wei Yan-ho and continued to nod.

“Kekekekeke.”

Although he tried to contain himself, the laughter kept coming.

The method for hooking a target when it comes in is simple: make it lose and win moderately alternately, and then make it win a lot at once.

Then, while the victim is intoxicated with that feeling, take a little bit of your money and then make it big again: repeat this process.

Why would the game be game?

It’s a game because it gets addictive.

What happens when someone plays with a nyang and increases it to five nyang loses three nyang?

People who look and don’t play would think they have two nyangs left, so they got a profit from a nyang, but absolutely not.

For those who bet, five nyangs already become capital, so they think they’ve lost three nyangs.

When players talk about “getting to the point of balance,” they refer not to the money they initially invested, but to the maximum amount they won.

Those who watch from the outside may think it’s silly and something strange, but all who fall into the game show the same reaction.

That’s the demonic nature of the game.

“Getting a mark in a single blow is no job.”

Also, wasn’t Golden Flower Hall a casino with a long history of winning countless chips? Everyone working in the room right now was skilled Hubei players, bought with a lot of money.

Making such a naive guy work was no job.

Just as Gang Cheon-rip was having pleasant thoughts about how much of today’s profits should be withdrawn without causing trouble, cheers of “Wow!” began to be heard from the front.

“Huh?”

Gang Cheon-rip again focused on the Wei Yan-ho side.

“How much, how much is that?”

Gang Cheon-rip rubbed his eyes and looked back at Wei Yan-ho’s side.

“Is that it now?”

A cold sweat began to flow through Gang Cheon-rip’s forehead.