"Not expensive. A plate of Three-Stripe Fish costs five Low-Grade Spirit Stones, Tuna costs five, Fish Roe...
"A bottle of Vodka costs thirty low-grade stones, a bottle of Red Wine costs thirty...
"A Deep-Sea King Crab costs a hundred low-grade stones... a plate of White Sturgeon costs two hundred...
"You two, work out how much this table of food and drink costs." Redbeard pointed his chopsticks at the dishes, reciting their prices one by one.
"S-seven hundred and something?" Yu Mei's voice trembled a little.
"Exactly, over seven hundred low-grade stones. They may be Low-Grade Spirit Stones, but converted to gold, that's seven thousand taels.
"Seven thousand taels a meal, three meals a day, with a little economizing on breakfast-haha, twenty thousand taels of gold a day.
"Brother Ding's annual remuneration is two million taels. Hehe, enough to eat for two hundred days.
"Wouldn't that leave him living on the northwest wind for the remaining hundred and sixty-five days?" Redbeard shook his head.
"Aren't you here to sponge off him too? Can you afford this?" Ding Tong snorted.
"I sponge off him without taking any remuneration. Ask the Tang Kid-he practically begs me to come sponge off him." Redbeard's beard bobbed up and down.
"Then how about you two forgo your remuneration and come sponge off him every day too?" Tu Qianqiu snorted.
"I'd still like to come try a table of this tonight." Ding Tong's tone immediately softened.
"Wu Zi, prepare a table for these two tonight. The first meal will be my welcoming banquet for you both, on the house," Tang Wen said.
"Thank you, Deputy Hall Master." Both cupped their fists.
Once they had eaten and drunk their fill, Wu Zi took them to their bedrooms.
The two marveled at everything again, repeatedly switching the Electric Lamps