Chapter 148 (1/2)

Chapter 148: How to Draw a Lottery Intelligently

“Somebody sent them to me,” Yuan Zhou said without even raising his head.

“Pardon?” The man didn’t really understand it.

“Humm,” Yuan Zhou nodded affirmatively.

“Then why did you refuse to receive my fish,” the man indicated that he would claim the justice for his fish.

“The sergestes are easier to be raised,” Yuan Zhou revealed an affirmative look.

“How is it possible? Fish are easier to be raised than these sergestes. They have stricter requirements concerning the temperature, PH value and oxygenic content of the water,” the man walked up to Yuan Zhou and said excitedly.

“I naturally have others to help take care of them for me.” Yuan Zhou directly revealed the true reason. He didn’t need to attend to them himself, thus it was, of course, easier for him to raise the sergestes.

“…” the man instantly felt that Yuan Zhou’s words did make sense. If it was that way, then surely his fish was more difficult to be raised.

Sigh, this simple-minded man had already followed Yuan Zhou’s thinking.

“What’s behind the door?” Yin Ya suddenly watched behind the door and asked.

“Yeah, there seems to be something behind the door. This small fruit doesn’t seem to be inside of the fish tank.” The boy almost pressed his face against the glass, observing carefully.

“Behind the door is a pub,” Yuan Zhou crossed his arms against his chest and said indifferently.

“A pub? So you have liquor now?” Yin Ya was also very curious. In her opinion, although such a popular restaurant only served drinks now, it would inevitably serve liquor in the future. However, never had she expected that to happen so quickly.

“Yes, it’s behind you guys,” Yuan Zhou signaled that the liquor had been added to the price list on the wall behind them.

At that time, Wu Hai finally finished his two bowls of Clear Broth Noodle Soup and comfortably heaved a sigh before starting to talk, “Boss Yuan, serve me a bottle of the liquor, please. I also want to savor the bamboo liquor.”

Yuan Zhou gestured to Mu Xiaoyun and soon she carried a small box up. On one side of the box, there was a hole, from which one hand could pass through. The box looked like the kind of lucky draw box in the supermarkets that allowed customers to draw the lottery.

“What is she doing?” Wu Hai became confused.

“There are only 3 pots of liquor every day. Only those who draw the red table tennis balls will have the fortune to drink it,” Yuan Zhou brought out his rule for drinking liquor.

“Boss Yuan, it’s not sincere and kind of you to make that rule. A pot about 200ml is only but a mouthful. Even 3 pots are not enough for me,” Wu Hai refuted at once.

“You’ll understand after you drink it,” Yuan Zhou said with a deep feeling.

“You say so every time. How many times can one draw the lottery each day?” Wu Hai knew that Yuan Zhou never broke his rules and thus had to ask something else.

“One could have only one opportunity each day.” For such questions, Yuan Zhou basically answered them whenever being asked.

“How many balls are there inside the box?” Although Wu Hai was in the arts industry, he still knew a little about probability.

“50 balls in total.” Taking a look at Wu Hai, Yuan Zhou had a feeling that this guy wanted to do something unusual again.

“For the balls that were drawn, are they returned back to the box or taken out?” Thinking of another possibility, Wu Hai asked cautiously.

“They’ll be taken out,” Yuan Zhou answered affirmatively.

“That’d be good. Come on. Who wants to try? It’s free,” Wu Hai directly took over Mu Xiaoyun’s job by carrying the box to the customers, letting them draw the lottery.

“Liquor made by Boss Yuan truly deserved a try.” The father who had brought his daughter here for the meal last time was also one of the regular customers now. With great interest, he prepared to give it a try.

“Let me try,” the refreshing and clean boy immediately responded.

“Boss Yuan, If I draw the winning lottery, can I invite somebody to drink the liquor together at night?” the boy asked while drawing the lottery.

“Sure. It’s about 200ml per pot. You can have one table, one pot and one cup,” Yuan Zhou told the boy what he offered.