Life is a Game

As we all know, mahjong is a puzzle game that can prevent Alzheimer's disease.

——by. Grandma Jiang who is addicted to playing mahjong

Before Jiang Feng went to university, the types of mahjong he was proficient in were limited to the local area of ​​z city and surrounding counties.

Although City Z is located in the south, there are only 136 mahjong tiles. Before Jiang Feng went to university, he didn't even know that there were eight flower tiles in the mahjong tiles: spring, summer, autumn and winter, plum, bamboo, orchid and chrysanthemum.

Jiang Feng had a deeper understanding of mahjong. After going to university, he met poker players from all over the world, as well as QQ games.

When Jiang Feng was a freshman, he was obsessed with the mahjong table in the QQ game. From the national standard to the Shudi mahjong, he almost failed in advanced mathematics wherever he went.

Later, Jiang Feng changed his mind and started a new life. He changed from online mahjong to real mahjong. Every now and then, he would go to the dormitory next door to touch twice to enhance his classmates' relationship. It's a pity that in the last semester of my sophomore year, I made a surprise dorm search. Three decks of poker, a pair of mahjong, two boxes of white wine, and Jiang Feng's rice cooker, kitchen knife, rolling pin, sticky board, and various seasonings in the dormitory next door were all taken in one pot.

Later, a box of liquor and three decks of poker were completed in the dormitory next door, but the mahjong set was never completed again. Since then, Jiang Feng has never fought in actual combat. He only watched Grandma Jiang play mahjong during the new year.

Before serving the table, Qi Rou first explained to everyone the rules of playing cards on their side in detail. Shudi mahjong is just a general term, and the gameplay is slightly different in different places. Jiang Feng, Sang Ming, and Zhang Weiyu each digested the gameplay that Qirou just talked about, and the game began.

Shudi mahjong is also known as bloody battle mahjong. There are only three types of mahjong tiles: Tong, Tiao, and Wan, so there are only 108 tiles, and it does not end with a family of Hu tiles. When one person wins first, the other three will continue the game until three of the four players win or the rest of the game is aborted. This also leads to the fact that the first winner may not be the last winner, but the last loser must be the last Miserable loser.

Jiang Feng was a little nervous now.

The hand in front of him has reached a critical stage, and he is only one nine away from the self-drawing 7-pair. He has not yet played a nine on the field, and he has a great advantage.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.

At this moment, he felt that he was completely possessed by the god of sparrows, the king of gamblers, and this card was——

Eight barrels.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

There is no Batong on the field.

Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment and decided to stick to Jiutong.

"Eight barrels." Jiang Feng shot out the eight barrels in his hand expressionlessly.

Sang Ming's eyes lit up, and he yelled, "Damn!"

With one hand, push out three eight barrels.

Jiang Feng let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, he persisted for nine barrels.

Sang Ming drew the cards, just like the genius mahjong girl and genius mahjong boy in the Nehong Guonan version next door, pushed the deck of cards in front of him forward, and shouted again: "Bloom on the bar, fool!"

Sang Ming's cards were three sixes, three nines and three twenty thousand. The card he drew just now was nines.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Sang Ming, a genius mahjong boy, takes the lead in playing all the cards, temporarily withdraws from the game and becomes a melon eater.

Jiang Shoucheng, who witnessed this human tragedy with his own eyes, couldn't help shaking his head, then turned his head and whispered to Jiang Zaide, "Little brother is a bit remorseful today."

Jiang Zaide nodded in agreement: "The most taboo in this game is to memorize it. If you want to lose, you will always lose."

"Yes, I was like this during the Chinese New Year the year before last. I lost all night." Jiang Ran had a deep understanding and said a vicious curse casually.

Sang Ming was Jiang Feng's next player. After Sang Ming's Hu card, Zhang Weiyu played 90,000 without any expression fluctuations, and Qi Rou followed suit and also played 90,000.

Jiang Feng touched his cards.

Four barrels.

Now that no four-barrel was played on the table, Jiang Feng felt that he had a great advantage, so he casually played the nine-barrel that had given him great hope.

Zhang Weiyu was ready to draw his cards.

"Wait." Qi Rou stopped Zhang Weiyu's movement with a voice, stared at the Jiutong that Jiang Feng played just now with a look of surprise and disbelief, and pushed the cards in front of him forward.

"I'm crazy, all in one color!"

Qi Rou's cards were one, two, three, three four, three five, six seven and eight, plus the nine that Jiang Feng had just played, all of them were as uniform as a textbook.

Jiang Feng: ...

The four barrels he touched just now are useless again.

They were drawing some fairy cards at this table. Sang Ming played all the cards first, and Qi Rou played all the cards again. Although Jiang Feng's seven pairs were blocked one after another, he still felt that he had a great chance of winning.

Zhang Weiyu remained expressionless and calmly touched his cards.

The game has entered a heated stage.

Jiang Feng and Zhang Weiyu took one card and another, neither fired nor touched themselves. Seeing that there were only half a circle of cards left on the table, Jiang Feng became a little anxious and Zhang Weiyu was still calm.

Jiang Feng originally wanted to dismantle the seven pairs and fight each other, but he couldn't bear it when the victory was in front of him. That's why he remained frozen like this and became the irreversible look now.

Jiang Feng sighed, and played the four of a kind just drawn. There were only two cards left to be drawn on the table. It seemed that the game was about to end like this.

"Four." Jiang Feng said.

Zhang Weiyu pushed his glasses and said, "I'm stupid."

Ping Hu, some.

Jiang Feng: ...

"You should be fighting seven, right? What a pity." Zhang Weiyu felt sorry for Jiang Feng very hypocritically.

Jiang Feng: ...

"Come again!" Jiang Feng struggled unwillingly.

Ten minutes later——

Jiang Feng: "Seventy thousand."

Sang Ming pushed the card: "Nonsense!"

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Jiang Feng: "Ten thousand."

Qi Rou was pleasantly surprised: "Hey, I'm fooling around again!"

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Jiang Feng: "Six cakes."

Zhang Weiyu smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm stupid too."

Jiang Feng: ...

"Come again!"

Jiang Feng felt that his kidneys hurt a little.

...

After playing three rounds of mahjong, Jiang Feng felt as if he had lost a kidney.

Jiang Feng was surprised himself, why did he just recite it like this?

It's normal to lose in mahjong, but like him, he loses from the beginning to the end. Either others take the initiative to touch himself or he shoots himself. He didn't give others a chance to shoot. In the last round, there were three hits, one with Yise, one with Yaojiu, and one with Pinghu. This kind of mahjong record enough to be recorded in history was played by him.

Why is his luck so bad, he almost caught up with the original Zhuang Lin.

I just don't know if Zhuang Lin can play mahjong.

Wait, Zhuang Lin, luck.

Jiang Feng stopped shuffling the cards.

Jiang Feng remembered the beef stew with carrots that he ate some time ago.

The buff of carrot stewed beef is to get the best luck of the year within a week, since the best luck has been used up, according to the principle of conservation of matter: in any material system (isolated system) isolated from the surroundings, Regardless of any changes or processes, its total mass remains the same. It can also be explained that he lost in mahjong.

As for whether such a thing as luck will conform to the principle of conservation of matter, what does it have to do with him, Jiang Feng?

It must be because of his bad luck recently, no, it must be because of the beef stew with carrots. The reason why he lost so miserably today was all due to bad luck, and had nothing to do with his poker skills.

"What are you all doing here? Xiao Ran saw Xiao Feng. Didn't this zongzi... Hey, some of you even brought mahjong over." Grandma Jiang's appearance saved Jiang Feng's kidney, and Jiang Feng continued to follow this trend. Both kidneys could not be saved.

"What kind of mahjong are you playing? Beiping mahjong or Guangdong mahjong?" Grandma Jiang became interested.

"Grandma, they played Shudi mahjong." Jiang Ran said.

"Shudi mahjong?" Grandma Jiang thought for a while, "I can also play Shudi mahjong. I played a few rounds of Shudi mahjong in the mahjong hall downstairs a few days ago. It's quite interesting. There are only 108 pieces. card. Xiaofeng, you go to the kitchen and watch the rice dumplings, and I'll help you play a game."

"Good grandma!" Jiang Feng was waiting for these words, and he knew that Grandma Jiang would not let him down.

Jiang Feng immediately got up and gave up his seat to Grandma Jiang. Without any nostalgia or reluctance, he walked towards the back kitchen without looking back.