Of course, there were some gamblers too, but they didn't play big in this small shop, and Chen Yan hadn't seen any in action.
When Chen Yan sat down, the three people at the table joked with him: "You look like a stranger, young man. You're not from our village, are you?"
"I'm from the county, here to visit a classmate," Chen Yan replied casually.
The middle-aged man directly opposite him, with a cigarette tucked behind his ear, teased, "Visiting a classmate? Or visiting a girlfriend?"
Chen Yan didn't answer, just smiled and waited for them to finish rolling the dice, and then skillfully arranged the tiles.
Another person said, "Old Stick, don't tease him. This young man is good-looking. Your daughter will be looking for a partner in a few years too, and I bet she won't find someone as good-looking as him."
The man called "Old Stick" blushed, "Nonsense! My daughter is studying in the city, and she will marry someone from there too."
