As soon as it got dark Lin Chen arrived at a street in the night market with over 31 million in his bank account, he planned to purchase a batch of barbecue to store in his space. in the extremely post-apocalyptic World staying in a cold and comfortable Safe House roasting barbecue by the fireplace was also a wonderful thing.
What would the handsome guy like to eat? The barbecue shop owner wearing a white apron asked with a smile. Night had just fallen and it wasn't yet the prime time for supper Lin Chen was the first customer in the shop. Give me a thousand servings of barbecue Lin Chen said indifferently. He reached out and picked up a menu from the table. When the barbecue shop owner heard this his face stiffened instantly thinking he had misheard, how many 1,000 servings 1,000 servings?
Lin Chen repeated adding 1 thousand servings of grilled gluten, 1 thousand servings of sausages, 1 thousand servings of lamb skewers, a thousand servings of beef skewers, a thousand servings of chicken skewers, a thousand servings of inoi mushrooms he listed a long string of items from the menu. Normally ordering so much barbecue should have made the owner happy but at this moment the barbecue shop owner's face turned as dark as charcoal full of anger as he cursed where did this idiot come from trying to mess with me right after opening the shop get out quickly ordering so much barbecue all totaling a thousand servings would cost at least tens of thousands. Moreover Lin Chen was alone, how could he possibly eat so much food? It was clear that he was here to cause trouble. ding alipe received 10,000.
Yuan Lin Chen knew that nothing was more convincing than money. After ordering from the menu, he took out his phone and scanned the QR code on the table transferring 10,000 Yuan. Before the barbecue shop owner could finish speaking he heard the sound of money being received on his phone, immediately cutting off the rest of his words. In disbelief he took out his phone and confirmed that it was indeed true. Dad I was wrong the owner's expression changed drastically quickly pulling up a chair and placing it under him wiping his sleeves continuously. I'll go prepare it now you can rest here for a while. The daily profit of the barbecue shop was not even a 1000 Yuan and the cost of this meal for Lin Chen was equivalent to his Shop's earnings for 10 days.
The warehouse would probably be emptied directly. How could he not be happy? Thinking about how he had cursed indiscriminately. The barbecue shop owner wished he could slap himself hard. What if he angered such a big customer? His actions left his son who was doing homework at the table completely bewildered. He couldn't understand why a grandfather suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Son stop using your broken multiplication table and go call your mom out. we have a big order to work on shouted the barbecue shop owner without stopping, he opened the freezer and started selecting ingredients with so much barbecue to cook. They might be grilling until midnight.