"Pah!"
With a contemptuous spit, a fat man suddenly began jeering at the top of his voice.
"Just a pauper! Asking about this and that when you haven't got any money. What a disgrace!
You there, come over! Bring me a whole roast lamb and a bottle of ten-year-old Fragrant Brew!"
As he spoke, he waved the waitress over with undisguised disdain, his mocking gaze resting openly on Ying Ming Hao.
"Coming, Senior Brother!"
The moment the waitress heard his call, her smile blossomed like spring flowers. She hurried over with her serving cart, secretly rejoicing.
Finally, a big spender!
In the blink of an eye, the waitress reached the fat man and said warmly,
"Senior Brother, here are your whole roast lamb and ten-year-old Fragrant Brew. Your total is one hundred lower-grade spirit stones."
With that, she whisked a freshly roasted whole lamb out of the cart as though performing a magic trick. Its mouthwatering fragrance filled the air.
At the same time, she gently set an exquisitely packaged bottle of wine on the table.
"A mere hundred lower-grade spirit stones? Small change!"
Chu Wei laughed smugly and casually stuffed a handful of spirit stones down the front of the waitress's dress.
"The extra hundred is your tip!"
As he moved, the glittering spirit stones tumbled down, ringing out with clear, pleasant chimes, as though adding another note of mockery to the farce.
Such a humiliating, brazen act in full public view made quite a few people frown. They had already more or less guessed that he was looking to stir up trouble.
"Thank you, Senior Brother! Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Far from showing any displeasure, the woman thanked him over and over, bobbing like a pestle pounding garlic as she crouched on the floor and gathered the