Ding Lan wanted to stop the shopkeeper, but was stopped by Qin Feng.
Qin Feng shrugged and said, "Don't be so stingy! If you're not willing to spend money, how can people risk their lives for you? Just relying on empty promises and oppression will only make the company... uh, slowly make them develop a rebellious mentality..."
"But these twenty full tables require a lot of money. Calculating at five hundred Spirit Stones per table, twenty tables are ten thousand Spirit Stones!" Ding Lan said.
"Uh..."
Qin Feng paused for a moment, "Only ten thousand Spirit Stones? I thought each table would cost ten thousand. Then let's set up ten more tables..."
Ding Lan hurriedly stopped him, speechless.
Soon.
All the dishes on the twenty tables were fully served.
Each table had fifteen dishes: eight meat, five vegetarian, two soups, plus over ten jars of fine wine.
Seeing the table full of dishes, everyone's eyes widened, and their tongues almost dropped out.
