As they left the parking lot at Dubai Mall, Anjing Zhen patiently calculated for Anzu:
"Six hundred million can buy three hundred thousand Extra-Large Carrot Honey Glazed Meat Rice Bowls.
"Then, as you said, Anzu, if you ate rice bowls for all three meals every day, you could keep eating them for a hundred thousand days.
"Using 365 days for a year, divide that... and that comes to 273 years.
"What does 273 years even mean? Uh...
"If twenty-five years counts as a generation, then starting from you eating one every day, even your grandson's grandson's grandson might not be able to finish them all... So what kind of analogy was that?"
Naturally, it had been Anzu who asked him to calculate how many years the rice bowls bought with six hundred million would last, and what that actually meant.
Other than making Anjing Zhen feel rather strange, that request, calculation, and analogy also quietly confirmed one thing for him:
He definitely had to find time later to teach Anzu some math. Of course, Kita, who could not even figure out how much prize money she had, needed some tutoring too.
With that in mind, after the three of them left the parking lot, they did not go shopping. Instead, they began wandering through the various attractions in the mall.
Kitasan Black was firmly determined to buy gifts and souvenirs for every acquaintance she could think of, and Anzu was influenced by her as well.
Anzu's thinking was that she had not debuted yet and did not have that much money. She could use the pocket money she had saved to buy gifts for her parents, then come back to Dubai after debuting and winning races to buy even more gifts.
Having more or less realized that she was probably