Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Du Ping also thought Ye Ling was pretending to be rich without money, making them mistakenly believe he really had money.

If he were such a tycoon, why would he drive a crappy Chery?

The kind of person who can spend hundreds of thousands on a private room, no matter how low-profile, wouldn't be that modest, right?

"How much did you just say?" Du Ping stepped forward to ask.

Ye Ling glanced at him and said indifferently, "How much do you want?"

Du Ping was taken aback, "Please name your price, sir. After all, our priority is to serve. However, the luxury private room has indeed been reserved tonight. If you want it, you'll have to offer a higher price."

"You just want the money, don't you?"

Ye Ling laughed, took a bank card out of his pocket, and tossed it toward the front desk, "For a luxury private room, I'll give you 100,000. Is that enough?"

The waiters were all too afraid to speak, casting helpless glances at Du Ping for help.

Du Ping was able to become the hotel manager because he had his ways.

"Give him one."

The waiter understood what Du Ping meant and swiped the card.

Actually, in this place, you eat first and then settle the bill later, including the cost of the private room.

But now, they were swiping the card first. Clearly, Du Ping wanted to see if Ye Ling actually had that much money.

"Sir, please enter your password," the waiter said.

Ye Ling entered his password and directly deducted 100,000 in cash.

This time, Du Ping was shocked.

The waiter was completely stunned as well.

This guy... actually was really that rich!

100,000, without even blinking an eye. If he really didn't have money, would his nerves be so steady?

Liu Qiao'er was looking pained, whispering to Ye Ling, "Just for a private room, 100,000, and you can't even eat it—what a waste..."

Ye Ling couldn't help but laugh, "You girl, all you know is eating. Wait, you'll have your fill."

Du Ping's expression grew gloomier as he instructed the waiter, "Take this gentleman to order."

That bad premonition inside him grew even stronger.

"No need."

Ye Ling waved his hand and said indifferently, "Bring the menu to me, I'll order right here."

The waiter was taken aback for a moment but without saying another word, went to get the menu.

Soon, she brought a menu over.

"As expected of a five-star hotel, this stuff really is freaking expensive!" Ye Ling muttered while looking at the menu.

Hearing this, some of the gloom on Du Ping's face dissipated.

He thought that Ye Ling was just putting on airs. If he could really take out 100,000 for a private room without blinking, then how could he complain about the expensiveness of the dishes?

Liu Qiao'er also glanced at the menu, her starry eyes widening as she exclaimed, "So expensive!"

"If the two of you find these dishes expensive, there's a buffet over there. Since you've already reserved a private room, you can take the buffet and eat it in the private room," Du Ping said.

"Spend 100,000 on a private room to eat a buffet, tell me, am I brain dead or are you brain dead?" Ye Ling said with a cold laugh.

Du Ping's face darkened again as he said, "Sir, I'm just trying to look out for you. After all, the dishes on the menu are indeed too expensive, and few people can afford them."

"Then I really have to try them out," Ye Ling said.

He glanced at the menu and ordered, "Two Australian lobsters, two servings of Tien Jiu shark fins, two portions of Golden Star bird's nest, two Somali sea cucumbers, and a bottle of Rothschild Bordeaux wine."

"Isn't that a bit too much?"

Liu Qiao'er had seen the prices clearly on the menu and hurriedly spoke up.

That Australian lobster, one was a full 30,000 Mexican Dollars!

The Tien Jiu shark fins, one serving was even 120,000!

And the Golden Star bird's nest, each serving was 78,888 RMB.

As for the sea cucumbers, Liu Qiao'er almost cursed out loud.

Her father Liu Yuandong, was a fisherman, and wasn't unfamiliar with sea cucumbers. At home, a pound of dried sea cucumber would only sell for two thousand or so, the good ones for over three thousand or four thousand, and the best ones could even fetch tens of thousands.

But what was this 'Somali sea cucumber' all about? One piece for 39,999? Wasn't this just daylight robbery?

Were they eating Somali sea cucumbers, or Somali pirates?

As for that bottle of Rose Château Pétrus, one bottle was over 15,000. Liu Qiao'er simply didn't know if it contained an Elixir or was it some divine nectar and ambrosia.

This single meal was going to cost over 500,000 RMB!

Over 500,000!

Even for those senior white-collar workers who scrimped and saved, it would take 10 years to accumulate that much.

Liu Qiao'er was genuinely afraid that she'd get a toothache from eating and a stomachache from drinking!

"When you finally get a chance to eat out, of course you should treat yourself to something nice," Ye Ling said with a smile.

He had several billion in his card, would he feel pain over this little amount of money?

Moreover, once his Cultivation improved, he could easily earn several billion with just a wave of his hand. Money really meant nothing to Ye Ling.

Du Ping, hearing the dishes Ye Ling ordered, nearly spewed blood.

These dishes were the most expensive in the hotel. Even those tycoon-level business figures couldn't afford to eat like this regularly.

It was simply too extravagant!

"Sir, are you sure you want to order these?" Du Ping inquired.

Meanwhile, the lovely receptionists at the front desk were agape in disbelief, their tempting little mouths wide open.

They were extremely envious of Liu Qiao'er.

How wonderful would it be if they also had a boyfriend who could bring them for a meal costing hundreds of thousands?

"Of course, I'm sure, however, I'd like to add one more dish," Ye Ling said.

Du Ping asked, "What dish?"

Ye Ling pointed at the menu and said, "These dishes, plus this bottle of wine, come to over 500,000. I'll give you one million if you stew a cabbage for me, how about that?"

"What?!"

Du Ping was dumbfounded. "Just to stew a cabbage, you're adding several hundred thousand?"

"I just want to eat cabbage, but..."

Ye Ling glanced at Du Ping and said, "I want you to stew it personally, and if it does not suit my taste, you must make it again immediately. Of course, the extra 400 thousand is yours."

Du Ping instantly understood Ye Ling's idea.

The man was smashing money right into his face!

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He might cook for three days and three nights and still not meet Ye Ling's tastes.

If he really agreed to this guy, he would just be waiting to be tormented to death!

The servers blinked and promptly lowered their heads, pretending to hear nothing.

Liu Qiao'er was looking up at Du Ping, her small head tilted back, displaying a trace of arrogance.

However, this arrogance coming from Liu Qiao'er was truly adorable.

"I'm sorry, sir. We don't have cabbage here," Du Ping said.

"Then I'll give you 4 million, just for you to buy and cook it for me, how does that sound?" Ye Ling suggested.

Du Ping shivered inwardly, sweat appearing on his face.

"Not enough?"

Ye Ling gave a faint smile, then added, "Then how about 40 million?"

"Sir, we do not serve cabbage here," Du Ping said as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Is it that you don't have it, or you dare not make it?" Ye Ling fixed his gaze on Du Ping.

"Sir, we really don't serve cabbage," Du Ping repeated.

"Heh, useless," Ye Ling said with a glance at Du Ping, then turned to the server and said, "These are the dishes I'll order. Show us to a private room."