That night, Chen Xi urgently prepared the lottery box, which wasn't very large, just a foot-square box. He also ordered the craftsmen to urgently make over a hundred hollow wooden balls. Speaking of which, the craftsmanship of this era's carpenters is truly impressive.
After coloring them various colors, Chen Xi placed the names of the prizes inside the small balls. When it's time for the lottery, everything will be fair. After all, if it's not fair, what's the fun in playing?
"Master, these balls are too many; they won't fit," Chen Yun said awkwardly. "Although we can fit them all in the box, it won't be easy to pick them out. Also, Master, giving out red envelopes like this for the New Year doesn't seem right."
"Have the craftsmen redo it quickly, give them three thousand coins to settle it," Chen Xi immediately ordered. "As for whether it's appropriate, the New Year is just for having fun."
