Chen Mo was truly curious why the custors felt that having a master present at the scene, who could hit the target every ti, would teach them a lesson?
Seeing everyone’s "let’s see how you handle this" expression, Chen Mo didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
At this mont, there was a master standing there, able to freely pick out the dishes he wanted from the big iron pot, and yet the other diners were standing with this diner waiting to see the joke of the boss being taught a lesson?
This, was the real joke.
Chen Mo confidently stepped forward into the circle of people.
"The number of ingredients in the iron pot is fixed, and if you scoop them all out, the total price is also fixed. In fact, what you eat has nothing to do with . As long as you keep eating, my inco won’t be affected at all. The only way to make lose is if the first person who eats the at stops eating imdiately."
Then, Chen Mo looked at Huai Yuan, "Are you going to keep eating?"
Huai Yuan was stunned.
This question sounded a bit profound—what’s this about eating or not eating, he said, "Of course I’ll keep eating, I’m not full yet!"
Chen Mo then looked at Dunzi, "Are you going to keep eating?"
"Damn right, I am! I’ve been picking for so long and haven’t had a single bite of pig’s trotter."
Chen Mo burst out laughing, "Well, there you have it. Just eat your fill and stop worrying about useless things."
Fang Zhizhong nodded secretly; he had wanted to explain this principle earlier, but seeing everyone eager to teach Chen Mo a lesson, he didn’t say anything. Now, seeing so people still confused, he spoke up.
"This is called a zero-sum ga."
"Boss Xiao Chen is the biggest dealer here, and the diners are the retail investors. As long as soone gets the at, the probability of others getting at will decrease until there’s only vegetables left in the pot. Those dissatisfied may try again, but no matter how you calculate, the dealer will never lose. The only way to make Boss Xiao Chen lose is to stop eating."
Chen Mo thought to himself, no wonder he’s a big boss, so straightforwardly making this al comparable to the stock market with just a few words.
The diners suddenly realized, but they never thought that Boss Chen’s casually organized al was actually as terrifying as the stock market!
Every ti new ingredients were put in the pot, it was the most exciting mont for everyone because the pot contents were most complete and it was particularly easy to pick at; it was a bit like a bull market, where even blindly picking still gets you a bite of at.
So smart people even started calculating the mont ingredients were put in the pot, and when it was their turn, if they felt the at picked out by others was too much, they would forgo that round.
A 2-yuan deal was being treated by these diners with the caution as if it were worth two million.
Understanding this, Dunzi beca thoughtful, "So, the more at this guy picks out, he’s not teaching Boss Xiao Chen a lesson, he’s actually teaching us one?"
Zhang Feng took a sharp breath, "How insidious! Almost got fooled by him, eating for himself was one thing, but helping others pick too?"
A diner from behind shouted indignantly, "No proxy picking allowed!"
"Exactly, no proxy picking allowed, everyone eats by their own abilities. You’re great, eat your own, why pick for others? That’s not fair!"
"Down with all unfair practices!"
Huai Yuan, who once seed profound, now felt his legs a bit weak seeing everyone targeting him.
Please don’t really hit .
"No more proxy picking. I’ll eat my own, okay?"
Following the restrictions on purchases and proxy picking, the diners in front of Chen Mo’s catering truck spontaneously issued a new rule: no proxy picking allowed.
Chen Mo was very pleased to see everyone’s insight, comfortably opened the car door, sat in the driver’s seat, and watched everyone eat, while also watching his Experience Value skyrocket happily.
When it was Huineng and Hui Ke’s turn again, both felt a bit dizzy.
They were supposed to bring people to teach the little boss a lesson, but lost wife and soldiers, rit Money given out, and now proxy picking strictly prohibited, is this any way to eat?
Not eating felt unsatisfying.
Eating, worried about not grabbing valuable ingredients, was truly a dilemma!
The sumr day in Jingzhou was long, by five o’clock the sky was slightly bright already, Chen Mo sat quietly in the car watching everyone, so diners were stuffed and found a place to sit and rest.
Others had found blankets in the car to lay on the ground, sitting or lying down to digest.
The once empty parking lot was now quite interesting, as everyone gradually stopped eating, it began to quiet down.
Chen Mo pulled out his blanket from the small bed in the back, jumped onto the roof, and spread it out.
Lying on the roof with legs crossed and arms for a pillow, the deep sky in front, the myriad stars slowly disappearing as the sky grew lighter.
"The sun is about to rise! Who’s going to watch the sunrise?" Dunzi suddenly asked.
"What ti is sunrise?" Chen Mo lay still, not wanting to move, this ti of temperature was very low, yet oddly comfortable.
"Four-thirty. In the sumr, the sun rises at four-thirty from Wanglong Mountain, it’s already four now." Dunzi said, standing with a blanket over his shoulders, "Let’s go watch the sunrise!"
It was hard to imagine a two-hundred-pound man bouncing around saying he wanted to watch the sunrise, the scene looked quite odd.
Chen Mo also jumped down from the car, following Dunzi along the path to the steps, continuing upwards to Haiyue Temple, through the temple yard to the highest point of Wanglong Mountain.
Other diners also rose one after another, everyone seed to have a tacit agreent, all heading to the mountain top in unison.
Huineng and the three brothers ran ahead, returning to the temple first, regaining their usual serious and aloof deanor.
"Tsk, I must ask, doesn’t this fast role-switching make you feel split?" Chen Mo asked standing beside Hui Ke, asking for three incense sticks.
Hui Ke, seeing nobody around, whispered, "Honestly, we’re just employees, Haiyue Temple is just a company, does this make sense to you now?"
And the company chairman was that private boss from the south.
Chen Mo suddenly understood.
"You wouldn’t know, back in the days when Wanglong Mountain was hot, many villagers nearby would climb up the mountain at night, dress in worn-out clothes and pretend to be beggars, making a few hundred a day, many bought houses and cars by doing this, quite remarkable!"
Chen Mo once again was enlightened.
The monks were fake, the beggars were fake, what else in this world was real?
"Indeed, real or fake, fake or real. Co, help light these."
Hui Ke lit the three incense sticks, Chen Mo knelt in front of an unknown deity, "Bless ..."
Initially wanting to say bless with great fortune, but then found it unnecessary, Chen Mo changed, "Bless to et more interesting people on my journey ahead."
After burning the incense, everyone rose and walked to the backyard, not sure when Huai Yuan was already standing under the dragon head on the mountain top, starting his daily coin toss routine.
When Chen Mo reached the highest point of the peak.
A hint of orange appeared in the distant sky, gradually deepening, the light growing stronger, before anyone could pull out their phones for photos, the sun’s disc suddenly parted the cloud cover like a bobbing precious lamp rising in the sky.
Strong golden rays radiated in all directions in an instant, dyeing the whole mountain range below Wanglong Mountain. Under this glow, the contour of the mountains beca clearer, looking like a dragon stretching thousands of miles!
Chen Mo took two deep breaths.
A poem seed to leap into his head; the scene was truly astonishing, he slightly parted his lips, ready to chant a couplet.
Only to hear.
Dunzi holding up his phone.
"Damn, it’s freaking beautiful!"
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