Chapter 120
"Hey, what's his first plate of fried rice?"
"Two hundred and twelve, I'm counting!"
"It’s so scary. Even though it’s big, it’s so edible! Rice bucket is not enough to describe it!"
"yes! This is so delicious, what kind of family conditions do you have to be able to afford it?"
Listening to the heated discussions from the people around him, Cobra also understood what was going on.
Everyone in the hall was curious about how many portions of fried rice this little giant could eat, and someone even opened a betting market.
"It’s open! Just guess how many plates this strong man can eat in the end and place your bets! Small gambling makes you happy, big gambling makes you rich!"
A shout immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.
"Hey, how do you want to play?"
Immediately someone asked the dealer with interest
"You can guess single numbers and buy ranges, 230-239, 240-249... In this way, if there are 10 numbers in a range, you can also buy odd and even numbers! If you guess the range correctly, you'll pay 10 for 1, if you guess a single number correctly, you'll pay 100 for 1, and if you guess the odd or even number correctly, you'll pay 1 for 1."
When everyone heard that this method of playing is simple, and the odds bookmaker also suffered a big loss, it looked like an amateur, and some people immediately became interested:
"I want to place a bet!!"
"I think he can eat the 250th-259th portion! I'm betting on 100,000 Baileys!!"
"Hey, you are stupid. With such high odds, aren't you afraid that the dealer will have no money to pay later?"
The friend who was walking next to the man who wanted to place a bet pulled him and reminded him, but before he could finish his words, he saw that the banker who opened the market took out a few thick stacks of Baileys and put them on the table without saying a word."Don't say anything. There were also 20 million beli, and the hall suddenly started to boil.
"The layout is too small, brother! I think it’s at least 300 copies, so I’ll bet on a single number of 300 copies! I bet two hundred thousand beli!"
The brother who was trying to dissuade others just now shouted loudly.
"It’s a small gamble, so I’ll join in the fun. 300 servings is a bit too much, how can I eat so much! Let me pick the middle number. I will buy 280 copies of one hundred thousand Baileys!"
"I'll buy...!"
As soon as someone took the lead, the place suddenly became excited, and everyone rushed to place bets.
"My order amount is 475! Quick, Qing, get the money."
Cobra finally pushed his way to the front and shouted to place a bet. Gaka behind him reminded him in a low voice with a look of embarrassment:
"Your Majesty... Young Master, we only have the last 100,000 Baileys left for food. If we lose, we won't have any money for food and accommodation!"
"No, I have a hunch that I will win today. 100,000 will become 10 million. I will take you to eat and drink!"
Kobra took a small stack of Baileys from Jaka's hand, slapped it heavily on the table and shouted:
"Odd number 415! 100,000 Baileys!"
"no problem!"
Ger smiled and accepted all the orders.
Finally, he looked at the statistics sheet and saw that everyone greedily bought the range and odd numbers with high odds, and almost no one bet on the odd and even numbers with low odds.
But they were all It’s a small gamble, but no one gambles big. After all, who would bring all their family property out to eat? The group of diners here who can go to restaurants frequently are already considered a relatively wealthy group, and they have hundreds of thousands of beli. That's a lot.
The betting chips were concentrated at 250-350, and the highest estimate was about 400 servings, which was too conservative. This allowed Geer to eat it all without cheating. For ordinary people, Normally, weighing out a portion of fried rice would only take two bites before placing it in front of Weibull. According to the appetite of the smelly brother, he would not be able to eat even another 500 portions.
Therefore, as the dealer, Captain Geer was careful and did not press 300-399. Betting in a large range of 400-499 is just a matter of buying 10-digit 10-digit numbers, which is a matter of eating more or eating less. It is absolutely impossible for anyone to win, except for the meal money. You can still make a small profit of 2-3 million Baileys.
Geer smiled evilly.
"Where is the waiter? Serve it quickly, hey, go away, let’s do it ourselves!"
Those diners who felt that they had a chance to win started to help Weibull with the food, for fear that it would be too slow. When Weibull got a rest, he would be able to eat a few more plates that exceeded the range of his bet.
And those who had already lost did not Anxious to leave, Quan Dang paid to join in the show and wanted to see how much Weibull could eat in the end. Jaka and Kobra also crowded in the crowd to watch the show of the big eater.
Shocked, why is there another monster here? Is there some external force planning their kingdom of Alabasta?
With the concerted efforts of everyone, the plate in front of Weibull's table is getting higher and higher.
"How much is it?"
The unseen diners in the back row asked anxiously
"Stop squeezing, stop squeezing, it’s 403!"
"Nani? Oh my God, isn't that the dealer wants to kill everyone?"
Suddenly everyone in the hall looked at Geer who was calmly drinking a drink.
"Ahhhh! 410!"
"ah! 415! Don't eat, don't eat!"
As the last hope of the whole village, the brother who bought 415 wailed and announced that all the people who had placed bets would be killed.
"Haha, let’s make it!"
Ger stood up and clasped his fists and said.
Everyone looked at Geer with envy and jealousy in their eyes. How could he not be envious if he could earn millions of Baileys in just one meal.
In the end, all 8 chefs"Dead" This Big Eater Challenge ended early, and the final score was locked at 476. Weibull barely managed to eat seven points. No one in the audience bet correctly, and the dealer won directly by killing.
"Boss, please place an order for 476 copies. How much does it cost in total?"
Ger walked up to the restaurant owner and said.
The restaurant owner who was so busy and sweating profusely held his chair and stood up shakily. Fortunately, it was easy to count the money. He came up with the answer with a slight movement of his fingers. Zhu Geer said politely:
"Hello guest, I spent a total of 571,200 beli. I will remove the change and give you 571,000 beli!"
Your discount is too big, will you lose money?"
Geer secretly cursed in his heart. He couldn't help but look at the boss one more time, and saw that he still had a look on his face because he wiped off the change. The expression was heartbroken.
There was no trace of acting. He was really distressed. This boss seemed to be a man who could do great things.
Geer was not stingy either. After all, everyone had paid for this meal immediately. He put the stack of Bailey's on the table and said:
"Here is 1.5 million beli. Excluding the food money, I will give the remaining 100,000 beri to each of the eight chefs for medical expenses and nutritional expenses. The remaining 100,000 beli will be given to these few. The guys should split the tip equally. They are also lucky today."
"No problem, no problem!"
After the boss agreed, he took the money and divided it up.
There were so many old customers watching at the scene, and all the employees also heard that the money was the hard work fee given to them by the customers. Geer was not afraid that the shrewd boss would give it to him for this small amount of money. Ruin your own reputation
"Thank you very much!"
A few waiters standing nearby received the money first. It was not much, 20,000 beli each, but it was almost equal to their wages for several days.
One of the more courageous little girls ran to Geer He politely thanked her. The little girl had freckles on her face, but she was still very cute and her smile was bright.
Someone took the lead and others followed suit.
Geer just smiled and waved....