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Chapter 58 The Basic Operations of the Koreans
"Yes, this is it!"

Wei Feng pointed to the Japanese-style bar in front of him and confirmed it with Chen Xiu and the others who came with him.

To demonstrate that this small bar had something in stock, Wei Feng turned to face the crowd, clenched his right fist, and pointed his thumb backward at the bar's notice board.

“My classmate who studied in Beijing told me that this bar opens at 6 p.m. every night and there’s a queue by 7 p.m., so we arrived half an hour early, which was just right.”

Is there anything special about this place?

Chen Xiu took two steps closer and carefully examined the bar, confirming that it was just an ordinary Japanese-style beer and restaurant.

Wei Feng explained, "Yes! My classmate said their dice are very interesting, completely different from other bars."

"Then let's go in and have a look."

Since they were already there, Chen Xiu didn't want to be picky about the place anymore, so he immediately led his people inside.

Wei Feng, who was walking behind him, first turned his head and exchanged a glance with Xiong Ben, and then glanced at Reba and Xiaolin, who were following closely behind the three of them, out of the corner of his eye.

They knew about the relationship between Meng Ziyi and Chen Xiu, but at times they had to pretend not to.

Upon entering the beer bar, Chen Xiu saw the owner tidying up the tables and chairs. He asked Wei Feng to go and talk to the owner, hoping that they could enter the bar earlier.

The owner doesn't mind opening a few minutes earlier.

They found a long table, and Wei Feng and Xiong Ben sat down on one side. Xiao Lin quickly followed suit and sat down next to them. Chen Xiu and Reba then naturally sat down together as well.

Chen Xiu didn't pay much attention to such a trivial matter. "Xiao Feng, what kind of dice are you talking about?"

"Here, this is it."

Wei Feng pointed to the dice cups placed at the end of the long table, picked one up, and poured all the dice inside onto the table.

Surprisingly, these "dice" are quite unique.

Five olive-shaped dice lay on the table, each side painted black and white. Two of the black dice had dragon patterns on their sides, two of the white dice had tiger patterns on their sides, and the remaining three had no patterns.

Seeing that everyone's attention had been drawn to him, Wei Feng began to enthusiastically explain the rules of this special "dice" game.

"This game is similar to dice rolling, but the rules are a bit more complicated. It requires dividing the numbers according to the twelve combinations of patterns, with the highest being 16 colors, which is a combination of three black and two dragons."

Wei Feng arranged the five "dice" on the table into the combination he described, saying, "This is the highest prize, called Lu!"

"Isn't this just a 'choupu' (a type of Chinese divination board)? The pattern is wrong too; it should be a cow and a pheasant."

Chen Xiu shifted her gaze to the side, looking down at the five pieces of wood on the table.

He collected these kinds of games when he was a child. The probability of rolling Lu is 1/32, which is indeed quite difficult.

Halfway through his attempt to impress someone, Wei Feng encountered a knowledgeable individual, leaving him feeling helpless. What was even more frustrating was that he couldn't bring himself to be angry with Chen Xiu.

"It's called 'chupu', but that's not what it's called in South Korea, and the design is their own creation."

Chen Xiu frowned slightly. It was indeed displeasing that their own cultural products were popular abroad and had been altered and renamed.

Xiong Ben, who was sitting next to them, had similar feelings. Wei Feng was quite helpless, while Reba and Xiaolin were still a bit confused and didn't understand what Chupu was.

However, since the purpose of the day was to have fun, Chen Xiu didn't want to spoil the mood for the others because of this.

"Tsk, the game is not bad. Let's play a few rounds and let them get used to the rules."

"Great idea, boss! How about we use drinking as the prize?"

"can."

Chen Xiu always got along with Wei Feng and Xiong Ben in a casual way, especially when they went out to play.

Having decided on the stakes, Chen Xiu took a dice cup and started shaking it with a clinking sound.

Wei Feng followed closely behind, his dice-shaking gestures appearing quite skillful.

The two slammed the dice cups down on the table. Wei Feng opened his cup first, rolling a white-white-white-dragon-tiger combination, ranking third out of 12. Seeing his good fortune, Wei Feng was quite pleased with himself, "Boss, I beat you first!"

"Don't rush, dice isn't a game for one person. Come and see mine."

Chen Xiu opened the cup, and the black tiger-like creature, according to the Chupu algorithm, is the second pheasant, with 14 draws!
"There is such a thing..."

Wei Feng looked at the result with frustration, then got up to get a beer, poured himself a full glass, and drank it down.

After watching a game, Dilraba became interested in the game herself: "Brother Xiu, let me play a round with you!"

"If you lose, you have to drink too!"

"Just drink."

Reba is confident in her alcohol tolerance, but her luck is clearly not very good.

She and Chen Xiu played five rounds in a row, losing three, drawing one, and winning one.

While they were drinking, Chen Xiu asked her if she wanted to switch to a smaller cup, but Reba refused in a domineering manner, saying that this amount of alcohol was fine. Judging from her expression, she seemed to be looking forward to it.

After a few rounds, the owner brought over the food the group had ordered, and several more groups of customers gradually arrived at the beer bar.

Just as Chen Xiu was about to continue her 1v1 battle with Wei Feng and Reba, a Korean man in a suit at the next table suddenly walked over and said a few words.

"Xiao Feng, what did they say?"

"Um, they want to play with us..."

Seeing Wei Feng's hesitant speech, Chen Xiu put down the shaker in her hand.

“You only translated one sentence, but he clearly said two sentences.”

"His next sentence means..."

Wei Feng glanced at Chen Xiu, pursed his lips, and said, "It's rare to see a foreigner play Korean games so well."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiu's previous annoyance instantly flared up even more fiercely.

He turned his head and looked at the Korean man who was slightly raising his chin at him: "Do you speak English?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Feng immediately closed his eyes, knowing that he could no longer interfere with what happened next.

The Korean man in the suit also confirmed to Chen Xiu that he could communicate in English.

Once he was sure the other person could understand, Chen Xiu directly told him in English about the origin of Chupu in China, as well as the introduction of related poems. All of these records predate the appearance of Chupu in South Korea.

Although I know that given the Koreans' inexplicable self-confidence, what I say might be useless, there are some things that I still have to say even if they are useless.

After introducing Chupu's background, Chen Xiu politely declined the other party's initial invitation.

"Excuse me, we're leaving soon after we finish eating. Perhaps you can play dice with your friends."

“Sir, you’ve said a lot just now…”

The Korean elite man spoke English with little accent, but his next sentence fully demonstrated what basic skills are all about.

"But, the chupu you mentioned, haha, I'm pretty sure it's a cultural product of our country, and there are records showing that it was invented during the time when Yeon Gaesomun defeated Yi Shimin!"

Wei Feng, who had been listening attentively to the Korean man, had a thought flash through his mind the moment he heard this sentence: Oh no!

As expected, Chen Xiu frowned deeply. "What proof do you have for your claim of defeating Li Shimin?"

"Of course!"

The Korean man smiled smugly, then ran to the bar and asked the owner to turn on the large TV hanging on the wall.

(End of this chapter)