Reality was cruel. The moment she turned her head and saw the price list, Mu Xiaoyun suddenly thought of fleeing and slamming the door behind.
The prices on the price list startled Mu Xiaoyun. She even started to doubt if she was actually still in her dreams.
Because of Yuan Zhou’s reminder beforehand, the first thing that came into her view was the price of the Soup Dumplings, 66 RMB per serving. While swallowing the saliva secretly, she moved to the next one, Egg Fried Rice, 188 RMB per serving and the Herbal Tea Egg, with a special-offer, was 888 RMB per piece.
Mu Xiaoyun opened her mouth slightly and couldn’t help rubbing her eyes. Then she looked towards the price list and back at the boss who was rolling the dough wrappings. At that moment, a strange thought entered her heart.
“Is the boss a swindler? How could the Egg Fried Rice be so expensive? Does this restaurant have some problems?” Various guesses flashed through her heart instantly.
