“I hear the jingle of the fruit vendor Zoltan passing by, Lennie,” said mommy. “Won’t you please run out and buy some fruit for your lunch box next week, and take this basket.”
“Sure, mommy.” Lennie ran out with the basked to catch Zoltan before he rode away on his bicycle stand.
“Mommy wants me to buy some fruits for my lunch box,” said Lennie eagerly as he arrived breathing heavily at the fruit stand.
“Fruits are good for you, young man,” replied Zoltan, “I have five apples, four pears and three plums. What would you like for your lunch box.”
“I’ll take three apples, two pears and one plum, please,” said Lennie.
“That will be one dollar and twenty cents, my little friend,” said Zoltan.
“Ooops, I forgot to bring some money,” said a flustered Lennie.
“Young man, if you can tell me how many different baskets you could fill with apples, pears and plums, taking none or any number of each of these fruit types each time, you won’t have to pay,” laughed Zoltan, who had taken a shine to the bright boy.
“Ok, sir, I’ll think about it,” said Lennie, scratching his head full of hair…
“Mommy, here are some fruits for my lunch box next week,” said Lennie, handing over the basket with the fruits.
“How much did it cost,” asked mommy.
“I didn’t have to pay because I gave the right answer,” said Lennie.
Can you work out how many baskets Lennie told Zoltan could be filled with the fruits on display?