I open a restaurant in Yushou World

snapped his fingers.

The first batch of diners appeared in Mingyue Restaurant, and Jiang Ming walked into the kitchen.

"I'm going, what does this mean??"

The eye-catching big characters on the price list naturally made diners exclaim.

"Literally, if you want the host to customize a spiritual meal, you need to spend 1000 million in a single transaction in the restaurant, and then go to the box to draw a lottery. If you win, just come to the restaurant at [-] o'clock in the evening."

Xiao Bao explained.

Diners must be surprised when they see such things as customizing spiritual meals. Jiang Ming can't explain it every time.

This is too much trouble.

When eating hot pot in the morning, Jiang Ming handed over this arduous task to Xiaobao.

Among the four little ones, only Qingqiu and Xiaobao can talk. Qingqiu is tired enough to be a waiter every day, so naturally he can only ask Xiaobao.

The diners understood, and looked at the small box next to the cash box with fiery eyes.

The threshold of this lottery is completely acceptable to them.

A serving of boiled bullfrog costs 888 million.

The price of 1000 million is drizzle.

The diners swallowed and asked Xiaobao.

"Can the effect of spiritual meal be chosen by oneself?"

"can!"

"Is it okay to have any effect?"

"I will not answer similar questions a second time."

Xiaobao said coldly.

"What is the probability of drawing a lottery?"

"There are 3 black balls and 997 red balls in the box. Those who draw black balls can ask the owner to customize a spiritual meal on the same day."

"Attention, the quota cannot be sold, and it will become invalid after the expiration date."

When the diners heard Xiaobao's words, disappointment appeared on some faces.

"The question is over, can you order food?"

Qingqiu stood beside the trolley, smiling sweetly.

The diners came back to their senses and began to order.

Some people originally only wanted to order a boiled bullfrog so that they could practice after eating, but for the sake of the lottery this time, they also ordered other dishes such as cookies and collected 1000 million yuan.

"Xiaoqing, I'll order a fish head with chopped peppers and a boiled bullfrog."

Qian Youde was all smiles, behind him Li Yueying and Huang Xueyi ordered the same dishes as him.

When scanning the QR code, it was not Qian Youde who paid alone, but three people who paid separately.

They don't want to waste a lottery chance.

"Hey, Uncle Qian, there seems to be a new dish."

Li Yueying pointed to the price list and said in surprise.

Three dishes appear at the end of the price list.

Boiled cabbage, price: 9999!

Ground pot eggs, price: 6888!

Phantom brew, selling price:

!

The dishes developed by Jiang Ming himself have been reviewed and evaluated by the system, added to the price list, and can be sold normally.

It's just that other people may just eat it for a mouthful.

These three spiritual meals are tailor-made for people, and their effects can only be truly stimulated by the corresponding people.

"Boss Jiang is really strange, why are you offering low-level spiritual food now?"

Qian Youde muttered.

When he first saw the new spiritual meal, he was excited, and thought he had found a ground-level spiritual meal that could speed up his cultivation.

But that price poured cold water on him.

It's so cheap, and the level will definitely not exceed the Xuan level.

"Old Qian, you can't say that. This just proves that Boss Jiang has a heart for the common people! No matter who they are, they are all equal in his heart."

Huang Xueyi looked at Jiang Ming in the kitchen with admiration and exclaimed.

A black line appeared on Qian Youde's forehead.

"Old Huang, even if you flatter me, Boss Jiang won't let you go through the back door and get today's customized spiritual meal quota."

"What I say comes from the bottom of my heart!!"

Huang Xueyi was dissatisfied.

How can a stupid beast master know the greatness of the spiritual chef!

Only a spiritual chef can understand a spiritual chef!

"Come on, you, Huanling Chef, how long has it been since you cooked a spiritual meal? Now you are at the ninth level of the Mysterious Order, and the level of the Spiritual Chef is still at the tenth level of the Yellow Order!"

Qian Youde joked.

"Then I'm also a spiritual chef!!"

Huang Xueyi blushed and cried out guilty.

"Okay, you are quite old, why are you acting like an old child, come here to draw a lottery."

Li Yueying smiled helplessly, and greeted the two of them to come to the lottery box.

Li Yueying smiled sweetly at the second treasure on the lottery box, then clasped her hands together as if praying, after three seconds of silence, took a deep breath, and put her hands into the lottery box.

When the ball was taken out, Li Yueying's small face suddenly shrunk.

Red, not drawn.

"Xiao Li, it's okay, I'll draw again at noon."

Qian Youde patted Li Yueying's shoulder and comforted him.

"Uncle Qian, smoke it."

Li Yueying moved away.

Just as Qian Youde wanted to spit on his hand, he felt a chill all over his body. Er Bao was watching him quietly.

The lottery box belongs to Erbao, Erbao is a kitten with a cleanliness, how could Qian Youde defile the lottery box?

Qian Youde chuckled and gave up the idea of ​​spitting.

Looking at Jiang Ming who was busy in the kitchen, and then at the lottery box, he had an idea in his heart.

Boss Jiang was in the kitchen. The lottery box looked ordinary, and there was no formation or barrier to block it.

So does that mean it's okay to cheat? ?

Qian Youde's eyes changed as he exercised his talents.

Talent: see through!

Although the name of this talent is unremarkable, it is a genuine S-level talent!

The effect can see through the opponent's weaknesses, and after Qian Youde's strength reaches the prefecture level, his talent will be enhanced, and he can see through some low-level items!

Just when Qian Youde was about to win the quota, Er Bao lazily stretched his waist, Qian Youde suddenly felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and quickly closed them.

A stream of blood and tears flowed out.

Qian Youde wiped it away, and looked at Erbao with horror.

Er Bao licked his paw.

She is in charge of the lottery box, so it must be fair and just!

Although she still has injuries and is only in the realm of becoming a saint in the Mingyue Hotel, Qian Youde's mere low-level cultivation base wants to play tricks, it is simply whimsical!

As for the blood and tears, it was somewhat personal.

Erbao is a kitten who holds grudges. Part of the reason why he was locked up in a dark room was because of Qian Youde.

What's so good about Xiaobao's old magic stick?

Isn't my little kitty cute? ?

snort!

?(*`ω?*)?! !

Qian Youde looked at Er Bao timidly, not daring to think about it any more, and cautiously reached into the lottery box.

Not surprisingly, he didn't win either.

"Oh~!"

Qian Youde looked a little disappointed, and put his hand on Huang Xueyi's shoulder.

"Old Huang, you're the only one left, so be brave!"

Huang Xueyi smiled wryly, he had no hope of winning the lottery.

The biggest prize I have won since I was a child is another bottle on the drink bottle cap!

And only hit once!

How could the non-chief's physique be drawn?

This lottery is just a formality.

Huang Xueyi silently reached into the lottery box, and took out the first ball he touched.

Looking at the color on the ball, Huang Xueyi was stunned.

"Hit it!! Old Huang, you got it!"

Qian Youde shouted excitedly.

His heart is a little weird, is it really useful to lick Boss Jiang?

Otherwise, how could Lao Huang, a non-chief, win the spot?

Chapter 370 Deng Sheng: Don't mess with me

Huang Xueyi stared blankly at the black ball in his hand.

It turned out that the previous bad luck was all about saving luck until this moment!

I actually have the physique of the Emperor of Europe! !

"Hahaha, I won the first ball!!"

Seeing this, the rest of the diners were full of envy in their eyes.

What kind of shit luck is this, there is a three-thousandth chance of winning!

They still thought about drawing again at noon and afternoon, but now that there is one less quota, the probability has directly dropped by one-third!

"Congratulations, Old Huang!"

Qian Youde patted Huang Xueyi on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

He was really happy that his brother got the quota.

"Old Qian, how about I give you this spot?"