The old man with a white beard stroked his beard and said calmly, "Go ahead and smoke well. You look so bright and cheerful, your luck shouldn't be too bad."
The old man with white beard opened his door to do business for the first time, so he naturally hoped for a good omen.
"Okay, thank you for your good wishes." Su Luo clasped his fists slightly, then turned his attention back to the lottery table.
Su Luo output one hundred white stones from the space and put them into the funnel-like exit.
"Ding Dong Ding Dong——" The crisp and pleasant sounds continued to be heard.
Hearing this wonderful voice, Dongfang Xuan frowned tightly, and a vicious cold light flashed in his eyes. He seemed to watch all the treasures on the shelf being taken away by Su Luo, and his heart was twitching with pain.
After Su Luo threw in a hundred white stones, the originally dark screen suddenly lit up.
So, Su Luo could clearly see the buttons above.
"Is it OK to just press this?" Su Luo was a little unsure as it was her first time using it, so she turned to ask the old man with white beard.
The old man with white beard was lying on a rattan chair, lazily basking in the sun, with a look of intoxication and enjoyment on his face. When he saw Su Luo asked, he hummed twice as an answer.
So, Su Luo's gaze returned to the screen.
"How about I press it?" Beichen Ying rubbed his hands with interest. He had never seen this thing before, and it seemed very interesting.
Seeing that he was interested, Su Luo automatically took two steps back and nodded, saying, "Okay, you can try your luck."
Seeing Su Luo's agreement, Beichen Ying's beautiful eyes sparkled: "Luoluo, don't worry! Sometimes my luck is very good too!"
Zi Yan rolled her eyes at him angrily. "With your little black hands, you still dare to say you're lucky? Don't let yourself get caught by a difficult and fatal mission instead of the treasure!"
"Ah?" Beichen Ying's face turned pale, and he suddenly didn't dare to do it.
Su Luo smiled and said, "It's okay. I just checked. There are ninety-nine boxes on this shelf. After you press OK, the corresponding number should appear here. Each number corresponds to a gift in each box. The worst case scenario is just the four words "Thank you for your patronage". Grandpa, am I right?" The last box was marked with a note saying "Thank you for your patronage".
Su Luo asked the last sentence to the old man with white beard who was half-closing his eyes and enjoying the sun bath.
This old man is so unprofessional. He looks like someone who is in charge, but he doesn't care about anything and just leaves it to them to figure out on their own.
"Hmm." The old man was half asleep and half awake, humming twice, but he thought to himself that this girl was quite capable and figured out the rules in no time.
In fact, the old man with white beard had no idea that Su Luo's soul had traveled back from the modern era. In the modern era, she had witnessed all kinds of lucky draws. What the old man did was simply child's play.
"Come on, press whatever you want." Su Luo encouraged Beichen Ying, "Isn't it just a hundred white stones? We have plenty."
Dongfang Xuan and the others looked at Su Luo silently, then turned away angrily.
There were still plenty of them. A lot of the white stones belonged to them, right? They were so proud of being so generous to others! But because they had already lost face under Su Luo's aggressive pressure, the three of them could only remain silent, praying in their hearts: Thank you for your patronage, thank you for your patronage, thank you for your patronage...
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