Yan Huan sat down inside the restaurant.
The proprietress quickly brought over a steaming plate of fried rice and said with a friendly smile, "Your fried rice is here, sir! Would you like anything else? Our egg drop soup is pretty great too. Spend two thousand Liheng Coins in one go, and you'll get two vegetable dishes for free~"
"Two thousand? Forget it."
Yan Huan shook his head, picked up his chopsticks, and began eating. "I just wanted to see how good the restaurant Dan Heng had visited really was."
"Oh my~ So you came because of Lord Dan Heng! Take your time, then. If you like it, come again next time!" After saying that, the auntie went to attend to the other customers.
The fried rice really was fairly good. It was just that the amount of Liheng Coins it cost was a little absurd.
If he were a billionaire, just how huge a pile of Liheng Coins would he have?
He had heard that Liheng Coins were forged through the miracles of the Titans, which was why they were so widely circulated.
"Ma'am, please, we haven't eaten in days!"
"...We really don't have any money right now. Just wait until we find work—we'll definitely pay you back later."
At the restaurant entrance, several dirt-covered people bent over and pleaded.
"Oh dear, this is just a small business! I can't afford to let you people keep doing this!"
Standing in the doorway, the auntie looked at their clothes with disdain.
"You're foreigners, right? Our restaurant isn't serving foreigners for now. Go try somewhere else, okay?"
As she spoke, she directly shut both doors, leaving those foreign refugees outside the restaurant.
Yan Huan turned back to look at her and slowly raised his hand.
"Um... I'm a foreigner too."
"Hm?"