This table is for betting on the size of the dice, the banker shakes the dice and then the gamblers place their bets. It's simple and straightforward, which is also why Tang Feng came to this table, other places are not convenient for cheating.

  Tang Feng's skill in divination was such that he could hear the sound of the wind and determine its direction, but he still found it difficult to discern the number of points on a dice from the sound of its shaking. Those who can tell the number of points on a dice by listening to its sound are either those who have been immersed in this art for many years or high-level experts.

  However, just because Tang Feng can't hear it doesn't mean others can't either.

  She whispered a few words in Bao'er's ear, and Bao'er bashfully lifted her head, then stretched out her slender fingers to peel open a lychee and handed it to Tang Feng's mouth.

  Tang Feng's current image is a standard spoiled rich kid.

  The host intentionally or unintentionally raised his head and glanced at Tang Feng, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, thinking that finally a big fish had come to the door.

  Shake the dice well, the banker slammed the dice cup onto the table and shouted: "Bet big open big, bet small open small, bet fixed leave your hands, risk at your own expense!"

  Tang Feng turned his head and took a glance at Bai Xiaolou, with the sweet lychee in his mouth, he softly asked: "Big or small?"

  Bai Xiaoluo looked up at the sky, down at the ground, left and right, but deliberately avoided looking at Tang Feng, a hint of mockery playing on his lips.

  Tang Feng didn't think much of it and took out a 100-tael silver note and pressed it into Xiao Shang's hand.

  "Open!" The banker lifted the bowl of bones and shouted: "Four three four, eleven points high!"

  Tang Feng lost a hundred taels, and the landlord smiled and pulled the money in front of him, shaking the dice cup again and slapping it on the table: "A deal is a deal, a sale is a sale."

  Tang Feng ate cherries and turned his head to glance at Bai Xiaolan, who hummed a cold laugh.

  Tang Feng casually threw a silver note into Xiaoshang's hands.

  "Open! 365, big at 14 points!"

  Gambling on dice is all about speed, no technical content, mainly relying on luck, with a 50% chance of winning or losing. Tang Feng lost two consecutive bets and lost everything, but he bet 200 taels on the third one, as if he was certain, only to lose again.

  With a fifty percent probability, Tang Feng lost three rounds in a row, his luck was really bad.

  The fourth hammer, Tang Feng knocked off 400 taels of silver, and it turned out to be a big deal!

  The fifth stroke, Tang Feng pressed down eight hundred taels, still opening big!

  The sixth one, Tang Feng pressed 1,600 taels of silver, and it was also opened big.

  Every time before pressing for money, Tang Feng would take a look at Bai Xiaolan. Bai Xiaolan always responded with a cold smile and didn't say a word.

  By the seventh round, Bao'er gently pressed down Tang Feng's hand and shook her head: "Feng Shao, let's go, if we gamble again you'll be out of money."

  "Don't worry, someone will help me."

  Meng'er was also anxious on the side, saying in a low voice: "You said you'd take us to buy clothes and jewelry, but now you've run to this table and can't get down."

  Tang Feng lost three thousand two hundred yuan, and the landlord smiled at Tang Feng: "Young master, your luck doesn't seem very good today, you've lost six rounds in a row."

  "There's always a time for fortune to turn around!" Tang Feng inserted the folding fan into his collar, saying with a nonchalant expression: "Besides, I, young master, have plenty of money. A few thousand taels of silver are nothing!"

  "That's that." The host nodded repeatedly, but a smile bloomed in his heart. He thought to himself, "Since you said so, I won't be polite. If I don't make you pay dearly today, my surname isn't Zhuang!"

  This foolish young master always presses small, obviously a dead brain, as a veteran of the casino, when shaking the dice, it's still possible to move your hands and feet slightly, although it hasn't started yet, but the banker knows that this foolish young master will definitely lose again if he presses small.

  Just as Tang Feng was about to put the money on Xiao, a very unwilling and somewhat gnashing voice suddenly came from beside his ear: "Big!"

  Tang Feng smiled slightly and drew a semicircle on the gambling table with his hand, pushing the money to the other side. The corner of Zhuang's mouth twitched as he laughed: "Why did the young master change his mind?"

  Tang Feng bit into the lychee, causing juice to splatter everywhere. He shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm happy, what business is it of yours?"

  The banker smiled and nodded, lifted the lid of the bowl, and shouted: "Four, five, six, fifteen points high!"

  "Look, young master's money is all back!" Tang Feng shook the silver ticket with a rustling sound. Tang Feng's betting amount was very particular, no matter how much he lost in front, as long as he won one hand, he would win it all back.

  Meng'er and Bao'er didn't understand what was going on, but seeing Tang Feng finally win a round, they burst out laughing and clapped their hands, saying: "Young Master is so awesome!"

  "Sir, are you betting big or small this time?" The banker shook the dice again and smiled at Tang Feng.

  "Master, I'll bet this time..." Tang Feng pushed out the money he had just won and his capital, a total of 6,400 taels, "All in!"

  The young master's face twitched: "How did you change again this time?"

  "Young master, I've asked you repeatedly, must I still ask you?" Tang Feng snorted with laughter and took a cherry from Bao'er's hand.

  The skull opens, one two three, six points small.

  "Master, I told you there would be a turn of fortune!" Tang Feng laughed, shaking his folding fan in his hand, posing as a elegant young master.

  Bai Xiaoluo subtly curled his lip behind his back.

  With the help of Bai Xiaolou, a former top-notch expert in cheating, Tang Feng's silver bills piled up like a snowball, every time he bet, he would put all his capital and winnings on the line, each time exchanging for an equal value of silver bills.

  From 64,000 taels, to 108,000 taels, then to 250,600 taels, and finally to 501,200 taels...

  After playing several rounds, the master of the Zhuang family's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his two hands that were shaking the dice began to tremble. His eyes staring at Tang Feng were like the most terrifying nightmare.

  The gamblers at the side of the gambling table saw Tang Feng being so brave and having such good luck, they also ran over to follow his bets. When Tang Feng bet big, they bet big; when Tang Feng bet small, they bet small. In just a short while, the casino had already lost over 100,000 taels of silver.

  The croupier in front of him has some amazing skills, but after all, he is working for others. If he can get a few hundred taels as his monthly salary, it's already not bad. Now that he has lost so much, if his boss finds out, he will definitely be in trouble.

  He played two more rounds, and the silver tickets in Tang Feng's hand suddenly increased to over 20 million! The banker wiped a cold sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth in his heart, shook the dice cup with one hand, and secretly wiped the bottom of the cup with the other, apparently ready to take action.

  With a "slap", the dice cup was slapped onto the table. Zhuang Jia looked at Tang Feng and said in a deep voice, "What is the young master betting on this time?"

  Tang Feng smiled slightly and remained still, listening to the voice of Bai Xiaolou: "Three dice are all tilted but not fallen, is this big or small?"

  Tang Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes, this guy wouldn't win no matter what he bought.

  Other gamblers also stared at Tang Feng with eager eyes, in their opinion, Tang Feng was a god of gambling! He was the pioneer who led them to the road of victory, when Tang Feng ate meat, they followed and drank soup.

  Tang Feng swept the silver notes on the table into a roll, smiled and said: "Let's spare those who should be spared, I've won quite a bit of money today and had enough fun, you guys play on, I'm not joining in anymore."

  The Zhuang family saw Tang Feng wanting to leave and suddenly slammed the table, saying: "Think you can just walk away after winning money? No way!"

  As they spoke, a group of five big and three thick men suddenly rushed out from all sides, surrounding Tang Feng.

  Tang Feng sneered, "What? The Supreme Casino has such a small temper? Winning money and not even allowing us to leave?" Other gamblers also scolded the Supreme Casino for being shameless and despicable.

  Zhuang's family coldly smiled and said: "You're cheating! Otherwise, how could you win every round?"

  "It's strange, the dice were rolled by you, young master, I didn't do anything, if anyone cheated, it was you! " After finishing speaking, Tang Feng turned his head and shouted loudly: "Everyone, the Supreme Casino is bullying people with its power, all brothers who come to gamble next time must be smart, it's best to lose all the money in their pockets before leaving, never win money, otherwise they won't be able to leave!"