The old man with a white beard stroked his beard and said calmly: "Go ahead and smoke well. Seeing that you have a clear face, your luck won't be too bad."
The white-bearded old man opened the door for business for the first time, so he naturally hoped for a good sign.
"Well, I appreciate your good words." Su Luo cupped her fists and then turned her attention back to the lottery table.
Su Luo exported a hundred white stones from the space and put them into the funnel-like exit.
"Ding dong ding dong——" the clear and sweet voice kept coming out.
Hearing this beautiful voice, Dongfang Xuan frowned tightly, and a vicious cold light flashed in his eyes. He seemed to be watching all the treasures on the shelf being taken away by Su Luo, and his heart was twitching with distress.
When Su Luo threw a hundred white stones into it, the originally dark screen suddenly lit up.
As a result, Su Luo could clearly see the buttons on it.
"Can this be done just by pressing it?" Su Luo was a little unsure when using it for the first time, so she turned to ask the old man with white beard.
The white-bearded old man was lying on a wicker chair, lazily basking in the sun, with a look of intoxication and enjoyment on his face. When Su Luo asked, he hummed twice as an answer.
Then, Su Luo's eyes returned to the screen.
"How about I do it?" Bei Chenying rubbed his hands with interest. He had never seen this thing before, and it seemed very fun.
Seeing that he was very interested, Su Luo took two steps back, nodded and said, "It's okay, you come and try your luck."
Seeing Su Luo agree, Beichen Ying's beautiful big eyes sparkled: "Luo Luo, don't worry! My luck is also very good sometimes!"
Zi Yan rolled her eyes at him angrily: "How dare you say you are lucky with your little black hands? Don't let the treasure go untouched, and instead you end up with a death mission that is difficult to complete!"
"Ah?" Bei Chenying's face turned pale, and he suddenly didn't dare to make a move.
Su Luo smiled: "It's okay, I took a good look at it just now. There are ninety-nine grids on this shelf. After you press OK, the corresponding numbers should appear here. Each number corresponds to the gift in each grid.
The worst is just the four words "Thank you for your patronage. Grandpa, am I right?" The last box is marked with a note saying thank you for your patronage.
Su Luo asked the last sentence to the white-bearded old man who was enjoying the sunshine with half-squinted eyes.
This old man was too unprofessional, he looked like a man in charge, but in the end he didn't care about anything and just left it to them to figure out on their own.
"Yeah." The old man was half asleep and half awake, humming softly, but secretly thinking in his heart, this girl took a few moments to figure out the rules in one fell swoop.
In fact, how did the old man with the white beard know that Su Luo's soul had traveled from modern times to the past? In the modern era, there are endless prizes that she has never seen? The old man is simply a child.
"Come on, press whatever you want." Su Luo encouraged Beichen Ying, "Isn't it just a hundred white stones? We have more."
Dongfang Xuan and others glanced at Su Luo silently, then turned away angrily.
What's more, a lot of Baishi belongs to them, okay? You feel proud to be generous to others! But because they had already lost face under Su Luo's aggressive approach, these three people could only remain silent.
Pray in my heart: Thank you for your patronage, thank you for your patronage, thank you for your patronage...