"How much is considered a small amount?" Sparrow Cat's eyes lit up, and he asked shyly.
"Anything under a hundred."
Sparrow Cat immediately squinted his eyes and couldn't help but giggle.
So why bother with that fifty for meals? You could just order whatever you want!
Wen Yan replied offhandedly, then quickly ordered two large plates of white-cut chicken and a couple more dishes. After paying and seeing the restaurant had accepted the order, and that the courier only switched once before someone picked it up—no more swaps after that—he felt relieved and put away his phone.
He checked his call history too—nobody had called, Zhuge Wanjun hadn't called back either.
"Where's Zhang Laoxi?"
"I heard he went back to his old house to move some stuff. He's still got a ton of things over there. Once he moves it all over, he'll be living next door to us long-term."
"Alright then, we'll just eat ourselves later."
