"Burp~~~"
Niu Ma let out a surprisingly long and full burp.
In front of it was a small mountain of food containers and various bottles of wine.
"You didn't spend all the money, did you?"
Liu Zheng frowned.
"Of course not. This is all leftover food, very cheap. Do you want some? There might still be a bit left in the kitchen."
Niu Ma was still somewhat honorable.
"No need for that."
He shook his head.
The system determined they were not props, so eating them was useless.
If it wasn't for the prop effects, who would eat this dark cuisine?
The half raw pickled fat maggot Niu Ma had just eaten was thicker than his tentacles.
"Speaking of which, you snatched that bottle of Vlad III last time, and the kitchen staff still sell you leftovers?"
"There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests. I did pay them after all. Besides, who else would help them with their deliveries?"
Niu Ma said, shaking its head.
"The kitchen must have procurement, right?"
