Chapter 15: The New Martian Restaurant (1)
Wu Ling took Hua Zixuan and the others to escape from Kato Phio's tiger's mouth, and when they passed by the entrance of the gladiatorial arena, they saw Wu Wei coming out of it.
Wu Wei looked unhappy, "Why did you go, let me find it." β
Hua Zixuan: "Sister Wei, don't ask us why we are going, you can tell me what is going on with 'Andromeda' first?
Wu Wei pouted, when she knew that she was a woman, she really felt that she had a strong femininity, she said: "I am the captain of the team, what name do I give to the team, do I use it to discuss with you? slaves-servants-men!"
Hua Zixuan saw Wu Wei's arrogant appearance, suppressed his anger, put his arm on her shoulder, and said flatteringly: "Sister Wei, change it, I beg you." As soon as the master of ceremonies mentioned Andromeda, the audience in the stands laughed at us, and I was very shameless. β
Wu Wei wanted to take Hua Zixuan's arm away, but his strength was too great to lift it at all, and Hua Zixuan's arm deliberately locked Wu Wei's neck.
Wu Wei tried a few more times, but she couldn't get rid of Hua Zixuan's arm, "You ...... about changing your name You...... Don't even think about it, Andromeda has already registered, and if you change it again, you will have to re-register and pay another ten gold coins. β
Hua Zixuan: "Daddy is rich, he still has 95 gold coins!"
Gasol took Hua Zixuan's arm off Wu Wei's shoulder, "Andromeda is Andromeda, I also agree, two to one pass." In fact, there is nothing wrong with calling Andromeda, only the peculiar name will make the audience remember, only the audience remembers us, when we play, they will come to watch, the more people watch, the more tickets will be sold, the more tickets will be sold, and our points will be more. β
Gasol smiled at Wu Wei again: "Wei'er, I'm right about my analysis?"
When Wu Wei heard the word "Wei'er", she felt as if she had seen a ghost, "Wow! Please don't call me 'Wei'er', okay?"
Wu Wei's delicate skin must have goosebumps.
Hua Zixuan said to Wu Ling: "Alas, Dad, speaking of profit sharing, we are the winners today, there should be a share of tonight's tickets, right?"
Wu Ling: "Yes, it stands to reason that there is, but the gladiatorial arena has a rule that when the ticket revenue of the game is less than 100 gold coins, it will not be shared with the team, because the income is too small to cover the cost of maintaining the operation of the gladiatorial arena." β
The division of the gladiatorial arena is divided into such proportions that 10 out of 10 goes to the losing team, 30 percent goes to the winning team, and 60 percent goes to the gladiatorial arena. Tonight's winner is Andromeda, who will split 30% of the ticket revenue.
Hua Zixuan: "The seats are full tonight, there should be more than 100 gold coins." β
Wu Ling smiled bitterly, "Because tonight's game is not very watchable, the tickets are not easy to sell, and if they are not good to sell, the price will be reduced, until it is reduced to 20 copper coins per ticket, and all of them are sold."
Even if all 5,000 seats are filled, how many gold coins do you calculate?"
Hua Zixuan and Gasol crossed their fingers and counted, "20 times 5,000 ......"
Wu Wei: "It's 100,000 copper coins, which is equivalent to ten gold coins!"
Hua Zixuan and Gasol were surprised, "It's only ten gold coins?"
Wu Wei gloated with a look of schadenfreude: "That's right, I can't even cover the cost of the gladiatorial arena." Of course, the price in the front row will be a little more expensive, in short, it won't exceed 100 gold coins, so tonight, you two will be in vain. β
Wu Ling, who was walking in front, turned around and said: "It's not in vain, at least through this battle, Andromeda's name will be remembered by many people, so that there will be more people to watch our next game, and if there are more people, the tickets will be expensive."
However, everyone should also be mentally prepared, in general, in the early stage of a new team, it is difficult to have an income, because you want to play with a high-level team, and people don't want to see us. We can only play against low-level teams of the same level. If you play at a low level, you won't be able to sell your tickets at a high price, and you won't get a share. There are a lot of new teams that have never made money. Alas...... Let's take our time!"
Gasol chirped, "Let's not be busy chatting, Daddy, fulfill your promise and take us to a steak." β
Wu Wei also became interested: "I propose to go to the 'Aftertaste of Earth' restaurant!"
Wu Ling was stunned: "It's very expensive!"
Hua Zixuan: "Dad, you made 100 gold coins, why didn't you invite us to eat an expensive meal?"
Wu Ling gritted her teeth, "Okay, let's eat it, and the old man will enjoy it too!"
The four of them walked up, and Hua Zixuan and Gasol subconsciously put their hands on Wu Wei's shoulders.
Hua Zixuan's attitude towards Wu Wei was like a buddy, "Sister Wei, you say, our three-person attack combination C, what more moves should we add?"
"Don't say it yet," Wu Wei resisted the arms of the two big men, "Can you take your hands away first, whether men and women kiss or not!"
Hua Zixuan disagreed: "It's okay, Sister Wei, we treat you as a brother, we don't see you so much." β
"You don't see the outside, I see the outside! We are not brothers...... It's a brother and sister!"
Hua Zixuan and Gasol tacitly locked Wu Wei's neck, and Hua Zixuan smiled: "Sister Wei, we are 'Double Attack Combo B', locking you from the left and right sides at the same time!"
Wu Wei struggled a few times to no avail, gritted her teeth and said, "You two evil slaves, you are definitely the most rampant slaves on Mars!"
"Haha......"
Wu Ling walked backwards in front of him, letting the three young people behind him mess around.
Aftertaste Earth is the most high-end restaurant on Mars, and its owner is a voluntary immigrant to Mars, and he was a famous chef when he was on Earth.
Wu Ling and the four of them arrived at the door of the Aftertaste Earth Restaurant, the faΓ§ade was quite European classical style, Wu Wei couldn't wait to push the door, "I often hear people say how great 'Aftertaste Earth' is, I want to see it today!"
As soon as Wu Wei broke in, she was stopped by the waiter, "Alas, sir wait!"
At this time, Hua Zixuan and the others also followed.
When Wu Wei heard the other party call her husband, she was angry: "What's the matter, uncle, I want to go in for dinner!"
The waiter was tepid: "The restaurant has a rule that you must wear formal clothes when you come to eat with us." And ......"
The waiter pointed at Hua Zixuan and Gasol, "These two are slaves, they can't enter no matter what." β
"What?" Wu Wei was angry.
Hua Zixuan grabbed the waiter's collar, "Lao Tzu has to go in today, see what you can do to me." β
Hua Zixuan pushed the waiter away and was about to break in.
The waiter hurriedly said: "You can come in, but I have the right to report to the 'Patrol Bureau'." β
The Patrol Department is the police station of Hellas City.
Wu Ling reminded Gasol, "Stop Zixuan!"
Gasol grabbed Hua Zixuan, "Okay, okay, let's go to another house." β
Hua Zixuan was dragged away by Gasol, and scolded and scolded, "It's really dog-eyed, there will be a day when you regret it!"
The waiter closed the door, straightened the collar of his tuxedo, and spat disdainfully, "Phew, dog slave." β
As soon as the waiter's words fell, a pot-bellied man came out of it, the owner of the restaurant, and said to the waiter, "What are you doing here?"
Waiter: "Oh, master, a group of disheveled men have just come and let me go." β
Boss: "Where's the people?"
The waiter respectfully repeated, "Let me drive away!"
The boss suddenly reached out and grabbed the waiter's arm, "Since you drove you away, then you have nothing to do now......?"
Wu Ling and the three of them walked on the street, and the moonlight was still bright. Hua Zixuan complained as he walked, "I was in a good mood tonight, but I finally forgot about the slave, and that guy poured salt into my wound again." β
Wu Wei joked: "He said that you are a slave, you are originally, he didn't wronged you." The most hateful thing is that he actually called his sister sir. β
Hua Zixuan was amused by Wu Wei, "Sister Wei, do I suggest you keep your hair longer?"
Wu Wei: "You don't understand this, your hair is long, and it's easy for people to catch it when you compete." β
Gasol: "Actually, it doesn't matter, when you play, you can put a bun on it. β
Wu Wei: "It's okay. Don't talk about hair, do you want to eat steak?"
Wu Ling: "Of course, I thought of a good place......
They turned to another block and stopped in front of a restaurant called "New Martians."
Wu Ling: "This is it, I haven't been here for many years." β
Wu Wei looked reluctant, "I hate here?"
Hua Zixuan: "Why?"
Wu Wei: "This is the settlement of war servants, chaotic and noisy, not elegant at all!"
Wu Ling shrugged, "Then what's the way, the elegant place won't let us in, we can only come here." β
From the outside of the store, you can hear the noise inside.
Gasol couldn't wait to open the door, "Don't worry about it so much, just have something to eat, my stomach is going to be hungry." β
Wu Ling: "I can remind you that you can make loud noises here, but you must not fight. β
Hua Zixuan, Gasol: "Why?"
Wu Ling: "Because the boss here is a long-retired war servant named 'Thick-Arm Punk', it's best not to provoke him." β
Gasol had already opened the door and turned back and said, "As long as he doesn't mess with me!"
When I entered the dining room, there were six tables inside, full of seats, fist-fighting, bickering, and shouting, and judging by the dress, most of them were slaves and freemen. A slave should be a war servant, and only a war servant, the slave master will give special treatment and can come out at night for a drink.
Wu Ling and the others glanced around, and only a few seats were still at the bar.