麻将女王 | The Mahjong Matriarch of Chongqing
"重庆江边的茶馆里，一位丰满泼辣的麻将馆老板娘在牌桌上赢得的不只是筹码... In a Chongqing riverside teahouse, a curvaceous mahjong parlor owner wins more than just chips at the table..."
麻将女王 | The Mahjong Matriarch of Chongqing
第一章 | Chapter One: 山城夜色 (Night in the Mountain City)
重庆的夜晚，霓虹闪烁，火锅与麻将是永恒的主题。
In the nights of Chongqing, neon lights flicker, and hotpot and mahjong are eternal themes.
解放碑附近的一条小巷里，有一家只有本地人才知道的麻将馆。老板娘唐辣妹，四十六岁，身材丰满火辣，和她的名字一样直接。
In a small alley near the Liberation Monument, there was a mahjong parlor known only to locals. The owner, Tang Lamei (Spicy Sister), forty-six, had a full and fiery figure, as direct as her name.
"在我这儿打牌，" 她常说，"输了不许哭。"
"If you play cards here," she often said, "no crying when you lose."
第二章 | Chapter Two: 赌局 (The Gamble)
那个雨夜，一位成都来的商人走进了她的麻将馆。
On that rainy night, a businessman from Chengdu walked into her mahjong parlor.
"听说唐姐的牌技无人能敌，" 他说，"我想试试。"
"I've heard Sister Tang's mahjong skills are unmatched," he said. "I'd like to try."
辣妹上下打量着他，丰满的胸脯在紧身旗袍下起伏："赌什么？"
Lamei looked him up and down, her ample bosom rising and falling beneath her tight qipao: "What's the bet?"
"你定。"
"You decide."
她的嘴角勾起一抹危险的笑："如果你输了，今晚留下来陪我。"
A dangerous smile curved her lips: "If you lose, you stay with me tonight."
第三章 | Chapter Three: 自摸 (Self-Draw)
他输了，而且输得很惨。
He lost, and lost badly.
"愿赌服输，" 辣妹站起身，带他走向楼上的私人房间，"重庆妹子说话算数。"
"A bet is a bet," Lamei stood up and led him to a private room upstairs. "Chongqing girls keep their word."
房间里弥漫着火锅的香气和麻将牌的碰撞声。
The room was filled with the scent of hotpot and the clicking of mahjong tiles.
"知道为什么叫'自摸'吗？" 她解开旗袍，丰腴的身躯在灯光下展露无遗。
"Do you know why it's called 'self-draw'?" She undid her qipao, her full figure fully revealed in the light.
她将他的手引向自己的身体："因为最好的牌，要自己摸。"
She guided his hand to her body: "Because the best tiles must be touched yourself."
那一夜，他学会了真正的"自摸"。
That night, he learned the true meaning of "self-draw."
第四章 | Chapter Four: 再来一局 (Another Round)
"再打一局？" 天亮时，她问，一边穿衣服。
"Another round?" she asked at dawn, while dressing.
他看着她丰满的背影："这次赌什么？"
He watched her full figure from behind: "What's the bet this time?"
"如果你赢了，" 她转过身，眼中带着笑意，"我请你吃火锅。"
"If you win," she turned around, amusement in her eyes, "I'll treat you to hotpot."
"如果我输了呢？"
"And if I lose?"
"那就继续陪我。" 她在他唇上留下一个辣椒味的吻，"反正你也赢不了。"
"Then keep me company." She left a chili-flavored kiss on his lips. "You won't win anyway."
他笑了："那我每个月来输一次。"
He laughed: "Then I'll come lose once a month."
在重庆的山城夜色中，有些赌局没有输家...
In the mountain city nights of Chongqing, some gambles have no losers...