Zhao Yurui specially gave each of them one hundred copper coins for two sessions. They tried to play first, and the game was relatively small. Yang Yuehu was lucky today. After a while, he won both Li Jiqian and Zhou He.

"Hahaha, it's really fun." Yang Yuehu laughed, then stood up and gave up his seat to Liu Tieshan who was eager to try.

He is a relatively calm person and does not indulge in addiction. He gets up when he has had enough fun. Today, he originally planned to follow Li Jiqian to see the excitement, but he did not expect that King Yi was so interesting and invented such fun things.

Moreover, when an official reached his level, a powerless clan like King Yi was not worthy of his trust.

He really wanted to take refuge with the prince Zhao Hong, who was the crown prince and could become the emperor at any time.

It's a pity that there are too many people around Zhao Hong who have taken refuge. Qian Bin, for example, has taken refuge early, so there is definitely no place for him.

King Yi is so interesting, it’s worth getting to know him.

Of course, the key is that after he met King Yi, he felt that King Yi had no airs and was polite to the corporal, which is what their military commanders preferred.

Yang Yuehu stood up and walked to Zhao Yurui. Zhao Yurui was playing billiards with Mao Tong, and Mao Tong quickly stopped.

"Jiang Mo came in just now and saw a banner downstairs that said The One and Only in the World, or was it written by His Majesty himself?"

"Of course, I asked for it from His Majesty." Zhao Yurui said with a smile: "Let's see who dares to cause trouble here."

Yang Yuehu looked shocked, then thoughtful.

Mao Tong laughed at this time and said: "There is only one in the world, so outsiders cannot imitate it. Anyone who does this business again will be committing a serious crime."

"Of course it's a serious crime." Zhao Yurui said firmly that it would be a serious crime for you ordinary people to build mahjong privately.

Your Majesty has said that I, Zhao Yurui, are the only one in the world who can do this. Otherwise, why would I ask for your Majesty’s royal title?

He also wants to make rubbings, open a branch in the future, hang one, and hang the emperor's name all over the Song Dynasty to see who dares to follow the trend and imitate it.

As expected, Yang Yuehu nodded secretly. King Yi wanted to do exclusive business and not let others do it.

"How much does this private room with mahjong and billiards cost per hour?" he couldn't help but ask.

"This is for me to entertain my own people, and I don't charge any money." Zhao Yurui said that he was a member of his family, which made Yang Yuehu feel very happy.

"Others that only have mahjong tables, it's always an hour."

"Hiss" Yang Yuehu's face changed drastically, he is so expensive.

He just played for a while and felt that he had endless fun. He might not get bored even if he could sit here for a whole day.

At this time, Zhao Yurui glanced at Mao Tong, who understood and said: "The box is really expensive. Does King Yi sell mahjong?"

"Sell it, fifty guan a pair." Zhao Yurui shook his fan lightly and said with a smile: "But this thing is not fun to play with the family. It would be interesting to go out to the box to play cards with a few brothers and drink some wine afterward."

"That's the truth." Yang Yuehu laughed.

Mao Tong said again: "The general has just made the calculation for King Yi. Just this shop, with more than a dozen tables, can't cost several thousand guan per month?"

Yang Yuehu's face changed slightly when he heard this, and his face was full of shock. He couldn't help but stare at Zhao Yurui.

Zhao Yurui said with a smile: "It depends on whether the business is good. Billiards are four hundred coins per hour. If each table can be used for five hours a day, it can probably collect more than thirty coins."

"Mahjong is being promoted now. If you play it for an hour, you can play it for five hours a day, and you can get about forty or fifty guan. If someone lights up the night to play, it can reach 70 or 80 guan."

"That adds up to three thousand guan a month. If you sell mahjong and billiard tables, you can really make a fortune."

It’s really profitable. Yang Yuehu’s eyes turned red when he heard it. It’s not 40,000 to 50,000 yuan this year? That’s how much it costs to open one store? What if you open ten stores?

I'm afraid some Goulan gambling is not so profitable.

He said decisively: "General, I see that business at King Yi's side is very good. I'm afraid these tables and boxes may not be enough."

"I have this intention and want to open a few more branches." At this point, Zhao Yurui suddenly lowered his voice: "Yang Tidian, are you interested in working together?"

"Hiss" Yang Yuehu had an incredible expression on his face. He didn't expect that King Yi wanted to recruit him.

If we cooperate, we will be King Yi's people from now on. Swish, swish, his mind started to spin crazily.

There is no hope of taking refuge in Zhao Hong. His mortal enemy Qian Bin is by Zhao Hong's side, except that Qian Bin suddenly died suddenly.

It is said that King Yi was very popular with the officials, who even specially helped him write inscriptions. He was also a distant relative of Prime Minister Shi Mi.

With Qian Bin here, if Zhao Hong becomes emperor in the future, I won't be able to be promoted in this life, and I might even be suppressed. Since I can't be promoted, how about making more money?

What if, what if something unexpected happens to the prince in the future? Everything is possible?

Damn it, can you take a gamble? Not to mention thousands of dollars in dividends every year?

Yang Yuehu's face turned red, he looked deeply at Zhao Yurui, quickly lowered his head and whispered: "I am honored to hear the details."

Zhao Yurui didn't want to make a big fuss, so he took him and Mao Tong aside, away from the mahjong players.

"This kind of cooperation to make money must be kept low-key. If more people know about it, they will only be jealous and think of ways to deal with us." Zhao Yurui said slowly.

"That's what King Yi said." Of course Yang Yuehu also knew that it would be best to keep it a secret.

"I asked Mao Tong to help me find a few more stores in Lin'an City, and I will step in to do it. Mao Tong and Yang can help me introduce the business."

"You don't need to pay, the profit is 721."

Mao Tong and Yang Yuehu looked at each other, and of course they knew who was second and who was first.

"I have my boss give my monthly money to Mao Tong, so that even if others find out, they will only know that I am cooperating with Mao Tong."

As for how Yang Yuehu got the money from Mao Tong, it was their own business. Zhao Yurui asked them to be careful and not let anyone find out.

In fact, he was mainly afraid that Shi Miyuan would find out, and then he would think that it would not be a good thing for him to befriend a senior general of the Imperial City Division.

But working with Mao Tong, this kind of low-level security officer is simply out of the ordinary. He is just a gatekeeper. Who cares.

"Sure, that's how it should be." Of course Yang Yuehu is willing to do this, so it would be best if he doesn't come to the front desk.

But his heart was slightly moved. He did nothing and got 20% of the profit out of thin air. Is King Yi very righteous? Or, what does King Yi want to do? Yang Yuehu is also a good person. He has a vague feeling that he took 20% of King Yi's share today.

I’m afraid I’ll have to pay something in the future.

But Zhao Yurui glanced at the people playing mahjong and said in a deep voice: "Yang Tidong, you should play more mahjong with these brothers and lose some money with them. They are all your brothers and you should share the blessings.

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His intention was obvious. He originally wanted to recruit these people into his gang, but the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

Zhao Yurui didn't know Yang Yuehu well, but Mao Tong had told him that Yang Yuehu was a pretty good person and was very good to his brothers below.

Usually people who are nice to their brothers below are at least worth giving it a try. As for whether they are worthy of true trust, you will know as long as you have been with them for a long time.

Moreover, he also thought that even if he was really tipped off to Shi Miyuan, he would have an excuse. The main source of business now was the Imperial City Division, and he just wanted to use Yang Yuehu to get more business.

At this time, Yang Yuehu took a deep look at Zhao Yurui and nodded heavily: "King Yi is so considerate, I will always admire him."

The two of them only talked about business and nothing else that day, and everyone thought there was no problem.

One wants to make more money and recruit more people from the Imperial City Division, and the other wants to make more money from outside, that’s all.

Zhou He and the other mahjong players didn't want to leave until it was almost dark in the afternoon. In the end, Yang Yuehu got angry and called them away.

Before leaving, Yang Yue slapped a five-guan bill on the table with a loud bang: "Don't you have to pay? Do you want to play for free?"

Xu Youzhong quickly laughed and handed Yang Yuehu's huizi back to Yang Yuehu: "No need to mention the money, we will win a big victory by the end of the day, hehe." He took out five guanhuizi.

The other three people had dark faces and dissatisfied looks on their faces. When they went downstairs, they all started arguing, saying that they would fight another day if they were not worthy.

There was a girl on the edge of the stairs, and she smiled and said: "We are all happy, open all night, and there are people on duty at night. We welcome the military men to come back and burn the midnight oil."
Chapter completed!