"The same for each dish?" Aisina was stunned. If each dish was ordered in the same quantity, the price would easily run into tens of billions of cosmic credits. Who was this young man trying to impress with such extravagance?
"Sir, are you catering to some important guests?"
"No, no, I'm just eating by myself," Fang Jueyu waved his hand. There were over two months left until the end of this space-time travel. Three meals a day, that's almost two hundred meals.
When you think about it that way, each meal would have around ten dishes, which was about the same number Fang Jueyu would eat on Earth. Since there was no time passage in the space storage equipment, the food wouldn't spoil, and he could slowly enjoy them with Er Gouzi over two months.
"Wait!" Fang Jueyu suddenly stopped her.
"I knew it, how could anyone order like this!" Aisina thought Fang Jueyu had changed his mind. "Sir, are you canceling a part of your order?"
