You play mahjong with your young master Meng?

Are you serious?

Yu Yuanchao: Do you know who it is?

Of course you won't recognize.

Takeo Kawano: Do you know who it is?

You don't know the same.

In 1936, Takeo Kawano was just born, and in the future, he is the "strongest on the surface and the father of Japanese mahjong" who is famous in the international mahjong world.

What about Yu Yuanchao?

A retired vice principal of a middle school in China.

That year, Takeo Kawano was 81 years old and Yu Yuanchao was 80 years old, and the two fought six games on the mahjong table in the four marijuana championships in Macau, Hong Kong, Chongqing, and Japan in one year, and the game was tied 3-3.

For a time, it caused a sensation in the mahjong circles of China and Japan.

The two originally agreed, but a year later, the two sides fought again and decided the winner.

Unfortunately, within a few months, Takeo Kawano died of heart failure, and since then the two have no superiority or inferiority, because of the regret of the professional mahjong world.

Yu Yuanchao also has an identity, of course, few people will care about this identity:

He is Meng Shaoyuan's grandfather!

Grandpa!

Meng Shaoyuan knew that his grandfather was a mahjong master when he was very young, but because of his teacher's identity, he couldn't play mahjong every day.

Therefore, Yu Yuanchao is idle and has nothing to do, and always likes to play mahjong at home.

And Meng Shaoyuan has been exposed to it, coupled with his natural strong memory, he has already faintly had the appearance of "a rising star in the hemp world".

When he grew up, Meng Shaoyuan often called his parents on holidays and played a few rounds of mahjong with his grandfather.

Yu Yuanchao also often tells his family how to play mahjong.

Therefore, everyone in Meng Shaoyuan's family is a good mahjong player!

Although Meng Shaoyuan couldn't become a top mahjong master like his grandfather and Takeo Kawano, he could still afford the word "master"!

Yesterday, while researching the information of Matsudaira Izuo, he found that this person likes to play mahjong, and an idea has been formed in his mind.

In the six mahjong battles between his grandfather and Takeo Kawano, Yu Yuanchao had a detailed review with his grandson Meng Shaoyuan.

He was also worried that the Japanese mahjong of this era was different from his own era, so he asked Li Liangde for advice in the morning.

Similar!

After playing two games before, he saw that although Matsudaira Izuo and Yamamura Keiichi played mahjong well, the level was too far behind him.

What's the best way to get a gambler to take the bait?

Let him win the joy first, and win the complete relaxation of his vigilance!

Matsudaira Izuo really jumped into the trap by himself.

Now, it's time for Meng Shaoyuan to perform!

Let me show you what real mahjong is!

"Draw, double, right?"

Meng Shaoyuan still doesn't know much about Japanese mahjong.

"Yes, Mr. Cheng." Matsudaira didn't care at all.

It was Meng Shaoyuan's turn to draw the cards.

He touched it and lit it face up:

"I'm sorry, I'm."

"Mr. Cheng's luck is really good."

Matsudaira Izuo said fakely.

You can always make a fool of yourself, right?

However, when Meng Shaoyuan knocked down the cards and saw his cards clearly, the faces of the three people all changed.

It's all old cards!

Qing old man, right to Hu, full of service!

Thirteen!

"Mr. Cheng is so lucky, so good!"

Matsudaira Yino wiped his sweat: "Such a difficult card can be done." ”

"Luck, luck."

Meng Shaoyuan grinned.

Luck?

This is just the beginning!

"Hoo! Mix the same color, clear in front of the door! ”

"Hoo! Seven pairs, even the wind! ”

"Hoo! Go smoothly in one go, touch the moon at the bottom of the sea! ”

I heard the sound of "Hu", changed the feng shui, and kept shouting in Meng Shaoyuan's mouth.

One big card after another fell.

It didn't take long for Meng Shaoyuan to return all the 20,000 yuan he had just exported to him.

His hand continues.

"Wait."

There is no money in front of Matsudaira Izuo: "I'll go get the money, wait a minute." ”

When he came back with a thick stack of money, Keiichi Yamamura looked at it and was about to stop it, but he saw Matsudaira Izuo glaring at him fiercely, and the words that had already reached his mouth were swallowed back.

"Come again!"

This time, it's Matsudaira I's turn to be red-eyed!

Again?

I'm afraid you won't come!

"Is it my turn?"

Meng Shaoyuan drew the cards with a grin, and then lightly poured the whole deck of cards forward:

"Sorry, it's nonsense again. Four dark carvings, the word is one color, the right to Hu, the door is clear, the only general, the big four happy...... Forty-eight! ”

Sweat flowed down the foreheads of Izuo Matsudaira and Keiichi Yamamura.

When they pay, their hands are trembling.

"I ...... I don't have that much money, huh? ”

Li Liangde was also sweaty and had a bitter face.

"It's okay, Lao Li."

Meng Shaoyuan was very generous: "I owe it first, and we will count it together after I go back." ”

What is an evil sect?

Matsudaira Izuo finally understands the meaning of the word "evil gate".

The thick stack of money that had just been taken out was quickly piled up in front of Meng Shaoyuan.

"Matsudaira-kun, why don't you stop here today." Keiichi Yamamura can't stand it anymore!

"No, I don't believe his luck is so good!" Matsudaira Izuo really lost in a hurry.

"But, I don't have any money." Yamamura Keiichi was embarrassed.

"Mr. Cheng." Matsudaira Izuo almost gritted his teeth there: "You see, Mr. Li and Yamamura-kun have no money. Why don't they accompany the fight, and the two of us will fight it out? ”

"Since President Matsudaira is interested, I will definitely accompany him."

Meng Shaoyuan looked in front of Matsudaira Ishio: "But President Matsudaira doesn't seem to have any money?" ”

"I can take out another 20,000!" Matsudaira Yino made a desperate bet: "If the money is not enough, I owe it first, you can rest assured, I guarantee in the name of Matsudaira Co., Ltd., and I will never repay the debt!" ”

"Your Excellency President, you, this can't be!" Keiichi Yamamura is really anxious this time.

"Shut up and sit down!" Matsudaira Izuo literally roared there.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Since President Matsudaira is so interested, okay, I believe in you." ”

……

"Impossible, impossible, why are you so good and so big with every hand?"

An hour later, Matsudaira Izuo couldn't help but cry out.

"President Matsudaira, we don't bring this." Meng Shaoyuan said slowly: "The place is your place; The table, it's your table, the cards, it's your cards. I'm wearing short sleeves, do you see a place to hide a card? Three people and six pairs of eyes staring at me, is there a way for me to cheat? I lost like that just now, and I wasn't as anxious as you, Your Excellency the President? ”

Matsudaira Izuo looked at him in a daze, and two words burst out of his mouth:

"Come again!"

……

Three hours later.

It was Meng Shaoyuan's turn to draw the cards.

He stretched: "I'm so tired!" ”

"Quick, quick!"

Matsudaira Izuo's face was pale and colorless.

Meng Shaoyuan touched the card and smiled: "Otherwise, let's end here, right?" ”

"What? Come to an end? At this time, Matsudaira Izuo became a gambler who really lost everything: "No, come, you must come!" What about the cards, what kind of cards did you draw! ”

Meng Shaoyuan slapped the mahjong tiles in his hand on the table, and then poured down the mahjong in front of him:

"The national warrior is unparalleled, the service is full, eighty-eight times!"