Xu Wanrong must have something she likes.

But the question is, at this point, how many things do she still have that she can’t get?

Even if Xu Wanrong wanted a star in the sky, someone would go to the United Nations non-stop, buy the star, and give it to Xu Wanrong.

Are you kidding me, just the title Mrs. Su has such amazing gold content?

Even if it is possible to win this person's favor, countless people will flock to him.

So Xu Wanrong likes a lot of things, but it is really not easy to give them away.

Even for her, it is quite troublesome to give something to her best friend occasionally.

I often have headaches for several days.

"It's really... disappointing."

When Lin Chu heard this, he immediately let out a long sigh.

Some don't know what to say.

I originally thought that I could get some inspiration from Zhou's poems and paintings.

Now it seems that it was completely out of his imagination.

"Okay, okay, don't think so much, let's eat first."

Zhou Shihua waved his hand casually, and then began to serve the dishes.

Of course, the originally exquisitely presented dishes now look quite different.

It feels... like being eaten by a little mouse.

"To be honest, I almost want to invite you to be our chef." Zhou Shihua said half-jokingly.

With her wealth, there would be no problem even if she hired a five-star chef at home.

But because of his identity, he naturally cannot do such high-profile things.

"If you ask me to be the chef, I'll probably be hungry twice in three days." Lin Chu raised his eyebrows slightly.

He is not a diligent person.

Many times I am too lazy to scare people.

Asking him to be the chef, let alone two meals in three days, even three meals in three days, is not impossible.

"Okay, okay, don't use such words to deal with me."

Zhou Shihua waved his hand casually: "I know you are a busy man. Not to mention being a chef for me, you don't even have time to be a master chef at a state banquet."

"I guess it's that girl Zi Lin who has such a good reputation, right?"

When Lin Chu heard this, he smiled.

Let alone the master chef of state banquets, even if the King of Heaven wants to eat the food he cooks, it depends on whether he is in a good mood or not.

If you are in a bad mood, even the presence of the King of Heaven will have no effect.

"Aunt Zhou, is the food delicious?"

Lin Chu laughed out loud.

"It's okay." Zhou Shihua nodded slightly.

If you insist on saying that this kind of craftsmanship is not delicious, it would be a bit unscrupulous.

Of course, she is also a somewhat arrogant person.

And he once called himself a "little expert in cooking".

So if you want him to be embarrassed and praise how delicious Lin Chu's cooking is, there are some things that he really can't do.

"Since the food I cooked is okay, can you help me come up with an idea?" Lin Chu rubbed his hands with a kind smile on his face.

Although Zhou Shihua said, this matter is difficult to handle.

But it didn’t say it couldn’t be done.

His food is not made for nothing.

If you eat food, you must pay a price.

"...How much does your meal cost? I'll pay for it."

Zhou Shihua pondered for a few seconds, then took out his cell phone from the side.

Paying money is definitely easier than coming up with ideas.

To think of such a method, God knows how many brain cells she would have to die.

"Aunt Zhou, it's worth millions every minute, and that's not just talk."

Lin Chu said seriously: "Now, I can definitely spin millions of times a minute."

"Several hundred million will do."

Pay?

Are you kidding, does he seem like the kind of person who is short of money?

He is now fully able to understand what it means to be poor with only money left.

Millions every minute... Zhou Shihua's mouth twitched fiercely.

If someone else said this in front of her, she would definitely not believe it.

But Lin Chu, she really couldn't help but believe it.

There is no way, Lin Chu's ability to make money is really amazing.

In just a few months, an unknown amount of wealth has been amassed.

"How many brain cells do you want to kill me with this meal?"

Zhou Shihua sighed.

"Do you think I am the kind of person you are talking about?"

Lin Chu rubbed his hands: "I'll cook you another meal."

"Ten meals."

Zhou Shihua spoke seriously.

The craftsmanship is actually secondary.

Although Lin Chu's craftsmanship is indeed quite good, it is not yet unique.

If Zhou Shihua wanted to have a similar meal, he would definitely be able to do it.

The key is who does it.

Can the dishes cooked by a wealthy man with a net worth of hundreds of billions be the same as those cooked by ordinary people?

One of Buffett's lunches can be auctioned for millions of meters of gold.

If you asked Buffett to cook a meal for you, how much would it cost?

Ten meals? It doesn’t seem impossible... Lin Chu’s expression did not change, and he was already making crazy calculations in his heart, and at the same time he tentatively said:

"Five meals."

Although this condition is not unacceptable.

But you still have to bargain.

When he was a child, he once saw how his mother was invincible in the vegetable market.

Sometimes I can cut the price of other people's vegetables by more than half.

And a little trick his mother told him is to cut the price in half.

Of course, this sometimes leads to disadvantages.

Just when Lin Chu was thinking about messy things, Zhou Shihua's cheerful voice rang out:

"make a deal."

What the hell?!

Deal done?!

Lin Chu's eyes widened for a moment, and an idea quickly came to his mind.

Suffered a loss!

Zhou Shihua agreed so readily, he must have suffered a loss!

Although he thought ten meals were enough, he now felt that five meals was a bit much.

I'm so stupid, really...

"No, no!"
To be continued...