Chapter 360

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Brother Zhu, there are fifty ping pong balls in total inside, two of them are red, and each person can only draw once per day."

Hu Xiaoyun introduced with a smile.

"Drawing two out of fifty means only the first fifty people have a chance to eat the roast duck, the probability is..."

Zhu Chang nodded, already calculating in his mind.

Although he was a novelist, he had studied some probability theory.

He immediately thought of something and followed up with another question: "Do the drawn balls need to be put back?"

Same situation of drawing two red balls from fifty balls, putting the drawn ones back versus not putting them back.

The probability of drawing a red ball is completely different in these two scenarios.

"Boss said no need to put them back, just put the drawn balls into the bag."

Hu Xiaoyun smiled and shook the plastic bag in her hand.

When Lu Feng was setting the rules, he had also considered this situation.

If the balls were put back after drawing, although it would give more diners a chance to draw and everyone would have the same probability.

But that would increase the uncertainty too much.

The first few diners might get lucky and grab a red ball right away.

It was also possible that everyone had bad luck and not a single diner drew a red ball.

In that case, it was uncertain whether his roast ducks could even be sold after being made.

Moreover, the drawing time would become longer that way, and the roast ducks couldn't stay roasting in the oven forever.

After comprehensive consideration, Lu Feng still chose the first drawing method.

"That's good, Xiao Yun, want to discuss something?"

Zhu Chang's eyes lit up, an idea instantly forming in his head. He leaned toward Hu Xiaoyun and said with a smile: "Boss Lu has a lot of things to handle in the shop, and when the doors open for business you'll still need to take everyone's orders. Why not let me host the drawing? I guarantee fairness and justice!"

Hu Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, some hesitation in her heart.

This mission was assigned to her by the boss, and he hadn't said she could find someone else to help.

But what Zhu Chang just said also made sense.

She hadn't been at the shop long, and the hall's sanitation still needed cleaning.

And there wasn't much time left before business hours started.

If by the time business hours arrived the drawing still wasn't finished, it would delay taking orders from customers.

"Then okay, trouble you Brother Zhu, but each person can only draw once, you have to make everyone follow the rules properly!"

Hu Xiaoyun looked at Zhu Chang's eager face and finally nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry don't worry, guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Zhu Chang laughed heartily as he took the lucky draw box from Hu Xiaoyun's hand and shook it hard, the ping pong balls inside making a "clatter" sound.

But he didn't rush to draw himself, instead hugging the box and turning around.

"Come come come, everyone who wants to eat roast duck today, come try your luck!"

Zhu Chang shook the lucky draw box in his hand, looking quite pleased with himself, as if he were the initiator of this event: "Boss Lu's new roast duck can't be missed! Just smelling it makes you drool, eating it will definitely be fragrant beyond compare!"

The diners queuing behind naturally also heard Hu Xiaoyun talking about the drawing just now.

Although having to draw lots to eat roast duck sounded a bit absurd.

But since it was happening at Lu Family Restaurant, it seemed perfectly reasonable.

After all, they had encountered even more bizarre situations than this.

For today's roast duck, the diners all showed great interest, each face revealing an eager expression.

"Me first me first!"

The young man behind Zhu Chang rolled up his sleeves, already posing ready to draw.

Zhu Chang held the lucky draw box out to him, and the young man reached his hand into the box.

He had just touched the ping pong balls when he seemed to think of something and suddenly stopped.

"Wait... what if I actually win? I can't finish a whole roast duck by myself, what then?"

The young man frowned, his voice carrying some worry: "If I can't finish it and get put on Boss Lu's blacklist, wouldn't that be the end?"

Actually his real thought wasn't like this.

Whether roast duck from other places could be finished was hard to say.

But Lu Feng's roast duck, him not being able to finish it was impossible.

After all, the fragrance was right there, his stomach had been growling from smelling it long ago.

The young man was actually worried that if he drew the roast duck, what if he couldn't afford it? That would waste the opportunity.

You have to know, the dishes at Lu Feng's shop sell for quite a bit more than other places.

A hard dish like roast duck costs over a hundred yuan per duck at other restaurants.

If sold here, the price multiplying several times wouldn't be surprising at all.

The young man was just an ordinary office worker who had graduated less than two years ago; a meal costing several hundred yuan he really couldn't quite afford.

"No problem, little brother, if you win, let's partner up and buy the roast duck together! We'll split it and eat, wouldn't that work?"

Several diners behind heard the young man's words and shouted out loudly one after another.

"Sure, sure, that works too!"

The young man let out a breath of relief, nodding with a face full of smiles.

"Stop dawdling, hurry up and draw!"

Zhu Chang frowned, seeing the young man make no movement for a long while, and couldn't help but urge: "If you don't draw again I'll count it as you giving up. If you really draw it but can't afford it, you can also sell it to me."

The reason he so actively took over Hu Xiaoyun's work, yet wasn't in a hurry to draw first himself.

Was actually that he had his own little calculations in his heart.

His purpose was to let the people behind draw out more white balls.

That way, when he drew later, the probability of drawing a red ball would be much greater.

But this young man hadn't even started drawing yet, and was already scheming about what to do after winning.

This made Zhu Chang feel a bit displeased inside, thinking: Where does this confidence of yours come from?

Do you think you're the protagonist in my novel?

"Got it, what's with the rushing!"

The young man had his true inner thoughts spoken aloud, couldn't help but redden in the face, and while drawing said rudely to Zhu Chang: "Zhu Chang, that little cleverness of yours, don't think I can't see through it! You just want to pick up a bargain later, right? But let me tell you, my luck has always been great. If I happen to draw the red ball, you better not come begging me later."

He wasn't stupid either; he guessed Zhu Chang's little scheme at once.

Then the young man fished around in the box for a while, gripped a ping pong ball, and pulled it out in one go.

After taking out the ball, the young man didn't rush to reveal it, but instead clenched his hand tight, not letting a single slit show.

The surrounding diners instantly fell silent, eyes fixed on the young man's hand, holding their breath in wait.

"Alright, cut the mystery act, hurry up and open it so everyone can see!"

Seeing him dilly-dally, Zhu Chang couldn't help but urge again.

He said this with his mouth, but in his heart secretly chanted: White ball, white ball, it must be a white ball!