Chapter 6: The Real Five Five Open (Ask for Everything!)

Wu Bencao said: "I still have two questions. First of all, the effect of this soup is to open the pulse, a hammer deal, after the success of the pulse, customers will no longer be willing to spend a high price to drink a bowl of invalid soup, and there will be no repeat customers in the store. ”

[The effect of Kaimai soup is far more powerful than you think. There is only one chance to take the Kaimai Dan, and once it fails, it will not be possible to open the pulse again in the future. And our Kaimai soup, if it fails, we can continue to try until the Kaimai is successful. 】

"What?!"

Wu Bencao couldn't believe that the Kaimai soup was so against the sky, not only did it open five or five times, but it could also try infinitely, and even the limit of the number of times was broken. In contrast, Kaimai Dan is simply scum.

"In other words, after the customer drinks a bowl of soup, if the pulse opening fails, can he continue to drink next time, continue to fight the probability, and drink until he succeeds?"

He was worried about repeat customers, and the system provided the most powerful reply.

[As I said, it's not just that. For first-time soup drinkers, the probability of success is 50%. Wait until the second attempt, and the probability will become 50%*50%, which is 25%, and so on......]

Five-five, it turned out to be not a fixed number, but a rolling five-five.

Wu Bencao suddenly said, "So that's the case." As the number of times increases, the hope of success decreases, and the probability of success of the nth attempt, which is equal to 50% to the nth power, is getting closer and closer to zero. ”

In this way, the probability of success drops to 3% after only five drinks of soup, which is not much different from a complete failure.

However, something is better than nothing, and human psychology is like this, even if the hope is slim, it will try without hesitation and refuse to give up.

Therefore, if the pulse is not opened one day, people will still come to drink soup.

[Yes, if every attempt is made and everyone in the world becomes cultivators, wouldn't it be subverting the laws of heaven and earth? 】

Kaimai Tang is not really against the sky, but it just makes people see more hope and feel that they are closer to success. As a shopkeeper, Wu Bencao took advantage of this process and made a lot of money.

After thinking about this, he said: "I originally had a second question, for customers who have failed to open the pulse, whether our soup will be effective. Now it seems that this doubt is unnecessary. ”

He got up and walked to the refrigerator, took out a series of ingredients, and prepared to make a bowl for himself and Xiao Ai first, and then talk about opening the pulse.

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Four hours later, the first pot of open-pulse soup was finally ready.

At this time, it was the third watch, and the autumn night was long, Wu Xiaoai was wrapped in a quilt and sat on the bed, already hungry, cold and sleepy, shivering. Seeing her brother walking in with a soup bowl, she moved like a rabbit and jumped up from the bed.

"It smells so good!"

As soon as Wu Bencao stepped on the threshold, the enticing aroma wafted into the room, causing Xiao Ai to swallow his saliva, and couldn't wait to sit down at the table, staring at the steaming soup bowl in his hand.

"If you don't send it over, I'm going to starve to death!"

Looking at her anxious appearance, Wu Bencao couldn't help but laugh, and put the soup bowl on the table, "Oh, this is the first part out of the pot, I haven't eaten it yet, I know that you can't help it for a long time, hurry up and bring it over to honor you~"

After four hours of high-pressure simmering, the soup is simmered to a milky white color, and the collagen from the bones is melted into it, like milk, thick and fragrant. A little oil splash floats on the surface, revealing a shiny luster, not light or greasy, and looks extremely attractive.

Tender green leaves, bright yellow chicken nuggets, ruddy beef...... All kinds of ingredients gathered in one bowl, not a simple hodgepodge, but bright colors, complement the thick white soup base, a reasonable combination of meat and vegetables, extremely nutritious, but also without losing its true color.

This soup is full of color and aroma, and it has a strong heat, and drinking such a bowl on a cold night is tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow, which can make people feel warm both physically and mentally.

In normal times, Xiao Ai would definitely talk to him a few words, but at this time, her stomach growled, and she couldn't resist the temptation of this strong fragrance at all, so without saying a word, she scooped up a spoonful of white soup and put it in her mouth.

"Beware of burning!"

In the mouth of the thick soup, Xiao Ai suddenly felt that the blazing and unrestrained heat burst out between her lips and teeth, and the unrestrained spiciness teased her taste buds, as if she was electrocuted, making her eyes widen, quickly sticking out her tongue, and exhaling hot air.

"Wow wow, it's so spicy!"

In just a moment, her little face became flushed and charmingly flushed, and her whole person was full of vitality, as if it was about to burn, and the previous decadence and tiredness were swept away.

She was so conquered by this bowl of magical delicacy that she didn't bother to talk to her brother, and quickly scooped the soup with her head down. Soon, she thought it was too slow, so she simply held the bowl and drank it.

Wu Bencao saw her sweating profusely, her face was full of happiness, and her heart was indescribably satisfied. He swallowed, ran back to the kitchen to fill a bowl, and brought it over to eat together.

Sucking, sucking......

The brother and sister drank the soup intently, and the room was filled with cheerful air.

After a while, Xiao Ai finally put down the bowl, raised his head and exhaled a breath of hot air, and praised: "It's delicious!

Wu Bencao then put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, "No, this soup is very special, you can only drink one bowl at a time." Without further ado, let's hurry up and get ready in advance. ”

Xiao Ai was stunned, "What preparation?"

Wu Bencao didn't explain, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body.

Seeing this, Xiao Ai glanced at the empty bowl unwillingly, but obediently took off her shoes and went to bed and sat beside him.

Wu Bencao asked in his heart: "Can I open my pulse by sitting like this?"

[Opening the pulse is not as complicated as you think, you just need to rely on the medicinal power to open the meridians. It is the foundation of all practice, and before the pulse is opened, any mental mantra will be invalid, you just have to wait with peace of mind, and it will soon be effective. 】

Wu Bencao was still not at ease, "Under normal circumstances, how long does it take to complete the pulse opening? After the customer has finished drinking the soup, I can't let them occupy the seat all the time and open the pulse on the spot, so as to delay my business!"

[Regardless of the outcome, it will take half an hour.] 】

"It's been too long! I can't let them occupy seats for nothing, they have to pay by the hour...... Wait, why don't I ......"

As soon as an idea popped up in his mind, at this moment, Xiao Ai beside him exhaled like an orchid, and suddenly asked, "Brother, what did you add to ......the soup?"

"It's just hot," Wu replied with his eyes closed, "It's a normal reaction." The soup we drink can help the diners open their pulses and start the path of cultivation, if you endure for a while, good things will happen immediately. ”

Xiao Ai owes a debt, and has an urge to take off her clothes, and she is uncomfortable.

"Brother, I feel my belly and the inside of my ass...... It's getting hotter and hotter, and it looks like two air currents are rising upwards and tickling me, what's going on?"

Wu Bencao knew the reason, so he had to consult the system.

[The starting point of the second pulse of Ren Du lies in the abdomen and perineum. After consuming the Kaimai soup, the qi and blood in the body are full, and they will expand along a specific track, which is called Kaimai. At this moment, your sister is opening up the second pulse of Ren Du!]

"Ren Du Second Pulse?"

Even if Wu Bencao no longer understands the way of medicine, he is also a person who has read martial arts novels in his previous life, so he naturally knows the importance of Ren Du's second lineage. As long as you open up the two veins of Ren Du, you can make all the veins in your body clear, which is an important step for many martial arts masters before they go berserk.

When Xiao Ai is in this situation, it is obvious that she is successfully opening her pulse.

Wu Bencao felt faintly uneasy and asked, "Why don't I feel this way?" I don't have an itchy stomach and an itchy buttocks......

The system said faintly: [You need to drink another bowl.] 】

"Did I fail?" Wu Bencao understood, and his face changed drastically, "Didn't you say that five or five open, such a high probability, I would actually fail?"

He couldn't believe it, where did the luck of the European Emperor who smoked SSR crazy in his previous life go, how could it become so wrong?

I can even have a system that defies the sky, but I can't open my pulse to practice, and I can't get out of the novice village, so I'm still not a child of destiny?

He quickly ran to the kitchen, didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and killed another bowl of hot soup.

He squatted next to the pot and held it for a while. No, the butt still doesn't itch.

"Failed again?"

[Hmm......]

His face was pale, and he looked at the thick white open-pulse soup as if he were looking at poison. If you drink a third bowl, the probability will be 50%*50%*50%, and the hope is already very small.

[Don't be discouraged, have another bowl.] 】

Without saying a word, he poured another bowl, and drank it all.

It's like drinking a severed head before an execution.

The results are still not itchy.

His face turned pale, and he silently refilled himself with a fourth bowl.

50%*50%*50%*50%=6.25%

The result is not difficult to guess.

He squatted on the ground, his face darkened, and groaned in pain, "I can't drink anymore......"

He never dreamed that in his lifetime, he would become a krypton soup player, and he would be a big bowl in one. If someone who doesn't know the inside story knows, they must think he's stupid.

This kind of taste is not enjoyable, you can't even burp, you might as well drink beer!

The system couldn't bear it, and comforted: [The coming day is long, there is no need to open the pulse tonight, let's drink it tomorrow. 】

Wu Bencao stood up and roared angrily: "Back then, Chen Daozai, he was able to win 37 million with 20 yuan, and today my Wu Bencao opened his pulse with a 3% probability, it's not a problem!"