The Only Favourite Ugly Husband

It was the first time for Zhao Jinge to come to such a place, so he was uneasy and curious about everything. He kept looking out of the window.

“It’s still early. You can stay by the window first,” Jiang Zhen said.

“Would it be good?” Zhao Jinge asked worriedly. Apart from them, there were many people here. Would he make Jiang Zhen lose face if he were to stand by the window and stare outside?

“It doesn’t matter.” Jiang Zhen smiled, but Zhao Jinge didn’t see it at all. If he wanted to look, in his opinion, there was nothing embarrassing about it.

When Jiang Zhen said this, Zhao Jinge went to the window and looked out with his eyes wide open.

The restaurant only had two floors, so he couldn’t actually see anything special from this window. But for Zhao Jinge, this was still a very novel experience, as he looked around with relish.

“Jiang Zhen, we are above other people’s heads now,” Zhao Jinge said.

“Puff!” Thinking that Zhao Jinge’s behavior was funny, Young Master Zheng laughed.

Jiang Zhen frowned slightly while Zhao Jinge sat down with an embarrassed look on his face.

“Jinge, let’s play cards,” Jiang Zhen, seeing Zhao Jinge sitting restlessly, said to him.

Zhao Jinge was confused, but Jiang Zhen took out the cards. He left out the tiger cards and straightened out the remaining fifty-two cards before dealing himself and Zhao Jinge five cards each and putting the rest of the cards on the table.

“This is the simplest way to play. When you have a card in your hands, and the cards on the table are laid, you can use a card in your hand to pick up a card from the table. It can be one card or two cards or even three cards. Then you can switch one card from the top of the row to make up for the five cards in your hand, and switch one card, and put it on the table. If it can’t add up to fourteen, you can switch one card from the pile and put it on. Then it’s my turn,” Jiang Zhen briefly explained the rules. When he was a child, others taught him how to play. At that time, they called this game “go fish.” However, some areas seemed to not play it this way.

Zhao Jinge was able to do some simple arithmetic, but he was relatively slow. Jiang Zhen didn’t teach him, so he stumbled a little bit while Jiang Zhen was the opposite.

“Seven and three on the table add up to ten. I have a four here. I will switch two cards.” Jiang Zhen switched two cards on the table with one and four.

The rest of the cards were of bigger numbers. Zhao Jinge didn’t have any cards to fish, so he could only switch one to put it on the table. As a result, that card was taken away by Jiang Zhen again.

Zhao Jinge got very good cards in the first game, and when they started all over, he also found a way.

There were not many cards, and after all, it was not very difficult to calculate the number of these cards to fourteen. The longer he calculated them, the faster he was getting.

After three games, Jiang Zhen proposed to Zhao Jinge a different way of playing; this game was suitable for children and was not very attractive to adults.

“There are only two of us, so we can only play something simple. Let’s try 21,” Jiang Zhen said. Twenty-one was also called blackjack and could be regarded as one of the classical ways of playing cards. Jiang Zhen explained to Zhao Jinge how to play. Then they started playing.

Before that, Young Master Zheng was just looking at them. Soon, he could not help standing beside them to watch, and then later, he stood behind Zhao Jinge and said to Zhao Jinge in a very conservative tone, “You need a card! Your cards are too small. Why don’t you add a card?”

Zhao Jinge shook his head as he said, “I don’t want to.” What if he got one of those big cards?

Seeing Zhao Jinge like this, Young Master Zheng was frustrated. He wished he could play and do it differently . . .

“Does Master Zheng want to come and play too?” Jiang Zhen asked.

“Yes!” Young Master Zheng directly sat down beside Jiang Zhen without asking him why he already knew how to play by himself.

When Jiang Zhen saw this, he said, “I’ll deal two cards first. After you’ve seen them, you can place a bet . . . I don’t have much money, so you can’t bet more than five coppers at a time.”

Young Master Zhen stopped smiling. “I don’t take coins when I go out.” The coins were heavy, so he never took any when he went out. Of course, the servant boy around him would take some, but at the moment, the boy was not there.

After thinking about it, Master Zheng directly called the waiter and asked him to bring one hundred copper coins. Then Young Master Zheng started bravely adding cards.

He was very adventurous, so when his first two cards added up to fifteen, he asked without hesitation for another card. This way, he would surpass twenty-one if he were even a little careless. In contrast, Jiang Zhen was very conservative, so soon after, all one hundred copper coins in front of him became his.

Of course, overall, he didn’t win all the games, he just won more than he lost.

“Bring some more!” Young Master Zheng asked the waiter to get more copper coins.

“Wait.” This time, Jiang Zhen stopped Young Master Zheng.

“What’s the matter?” Young Master Zheng asked. “Don’t worry. I can afford to lose.”

“No, the person I am meeting is here,” Jiang Zhen said, as he had already heard Yang Jing’s voice.

Sure enough, after a while, Yang Jing came up the stairs together with a very fat middle-aged man.

Yang Jing was very respectful to this middle-aged man. “Manager Zhang, please come upstairs. My brother is upstairs.”

Manager Zhang was indifferent to Yang Jing, putting on airs, but after he went upstairs, he couldn’t continue doing so. “Young Master?”

Yang Jing also looked with surprise at Young Master Zheng. “Young Master Zheng?” This . . . Jiang Zhen was sitting with Young Master Zheng?