The road to immortality for a hundred generations

Although Beicheng District is much wealthier than the outer city areas, this does not affect the fact that the income of ordinary people is still not high.

For ordinary people in Beicheng District, this tael of silver is equivalent to less than half a month's wages.

With only ten cents, which is a bowl of noodles, you can get half a month's salary from a small or medium school?
It seems that this person only drew a few times and won one tael of silver, so can they also win?

After watching the man in front of them happily take over a tael of silver, the onlookers felt envious and at the same time began to feel that they might also have such luck.

To be honest, Zhang Shan was also surprised that the other party won the third prize.

The master said that in order to attract customers at the beginning, he doubled the probability of small prizes and lucky prizes, so that the total probability of winning even exceeded [-]%!

But the problem is that the master only asked them to increase the probability of lucky prizes and small prizes, but the probability of winning the grand prize, first prize, second prize, and third prize is still very low.

In other words, this person's ability to win the third prize was entirely due to his own luck.

But speaking of it, Zhang Shan still doesn't quite understand why the master insisted on adjusting the probability of winning at the beginning to be so high.

Although they only doubled the probability of winning lucky prizes and small prizes, their profits would be close to zero. If store costs and labor costs were included, they would even be at a loss.

He could understand attracting customers, but in order to attract customers, causing the store to operate at a loss, he could not understand it anyway.

After all, other shops just made less money in order to attract customers.

But the master had his own reasons for doing what he did. Although he couldn't understand it, he just did it.

"This guest, do you still want to smoke?"

Looking at the guest who won the third prize and couldn't close his mouth with laughter, Zhang Shan asked.

"No, no, I have to rush to work. I'll smoke again at night."

The man waved his hand, then squeezed through the crowd and left in a hurry.

If he had won a 100-tael jackpot, he would have been too lazy to go to work, but now he had only won half a month's wages, and he couldn't delay work just for the sake of the money.

"If I win a tael of silver, I won't work today."

A man doing odd jobs next to him said enviously.

Hearing this, Liu Renyi turned around and looked over, and found that the person speaking was a tall, dark-skinned man.

"Can't you smoke too?"

"Forget it, I just want you to enjoy it. I'm so unlucky."

The man shook his head repeatedly, "If I draw it, I'm afraid I won't even be able to draw the lucky draw."

"All right,"

Liu Renyi shook his head, and then handed the lottery ticket in his hand to Zhang Shan, "Shopkeeper, let's take a look. I should have won three small prizes, which can be regarded as a one-time prize."

Although so far, it has only just returned the money, but compared to the two lucky draws that were just drawn in a row, this is already a good start.

"Well, it is indeed the third small prize. Guest, do you want to exchange it for money? Or should you continue to draw?"

Zhang Shan asked after placing all the drawn lottery tickets on the counter. "Uh, let me think about it."

Liu Renyi thought for a moment, then touched his pocket and took out a handful of money, including copper plates, broken silver, and banknotes.

Then he collected one of the five-tael silver notes, and a larger piece of broken silver, and finally asked: "Shopkeeper, look at how much this is, I want all of it to be used for drawing lots. "

"I'll do the math,"

Zhang Shan grabbed the pile of money, counted it carefully, and then replied, "A few pieces of broken silver total nine and two cents, which is counted as 920 cents. Adding the copper plates, the total is 980 seven cents. Remove the excess Seven coins, you can draw 98 times in total, plus the [-] coins from the small prize three you just won, you can draw exactly one hundred times."

With that said, Zhang Shan pushed back the extra seven cents.

Seeing that the other party was so serious, Liu Renyi's brows suddenly knitted together: "No, if I smoke so much at once, why can't it be cheaper? You only care about three cents? Can't you just let me smoke one? One hundred and one times?”

"Guest, listen to me,"

Zhang Shan explained helplessly, "Think about it, if you draw 1 and you happen to win a grand prize worth 100 taels, and for this 1, I will charge you three Wen less. Then how will I explain it to the master when I get back?"

To be honest, he didn't understand why the master insisted on letting them collect every penny of the lottery money without discounting even a penny.

Obviously they are willing to lose money to increase the probability of winning the lottery when the store opens, but they are not willing to be accommodating. When customers draw a lot at one time, they charge a few or more ten cents less, or give away once or twice.

If he had money, he would rather make up for the three cents himself, so as not to save the customers from running away.

It's a pity that he has no money now.

In the current situation, when the master strictly prohibits accommodation, the only way to get the guest to smoke this more time is to file a false account and directly steal the seven cents. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why there is an extra seven cents.

But he felt that a person must have a conscience. The master was so kind to him. If he made false accounts again, he would be very unhuman.

"This seems to be the case,"

Hearing the other party say that he was going to win the grand prize of 100 taels, Liu Renyi nodded thoughtfully.

Not to mention what the other master thinks, if he really won 100 taels of silver in the last draw, wouldn't the three coins he was short of be divided into [-]% of the grand prize given to the shopkeeper?
Losing three taels of silver for three pennies doesn't seem like a wise choice.

In other words, if the shopkeeper simply said that he didn't pay enough and refused to redeem his prize, wouldn't he have directly suffered a big loss?
"Let's just put these seven pennies away for now. I will win other prizes later. After converting them into silver coins, I will make up for these three pennies. I must draw these 1 prizes today!"

Liu Renyi made up his mind and said, "Bring me two new buckets of lottery tickets. Your bucket of big prizes has been taken away, and the rest must be small prizes."

"No guest, we didn't say that,"

Seeing the other party jumping to conclusions, Zhang Shan became even more helpless, "We all mixed up a bunch of lots and packed them up. There may be several third prizes or above in this bucket, or there may be another one. There’s not even a grand prize for the bucket.”

"Bring me two new buckets. Anyway, I don't want to smoke those two buckets anymore. Give them all to me for lucky draw."

Liu Renyi shook his head, and then looked at Zhang Shan with suspicion, "Shopkeeper, is this the only bucket of lottery tickets in your store?"

"of course not!"

Noticing that other people were also looking over, Zhang Shan quickly took out two buckets of brand new picks from the counter, "Look, we have a lot of stocks. How can we only have that one bucket of picks?" (End of Chapter)