Boss Cao had never been so motivated. He found an acquaintance and bought a simple stove the very next day. He already had pots, pans, bowls, and plates; the new owner hadn't wanted them when he transferred his old shop, so Boss Cao had just hauled them all home. He never expected they'd come in handy now.
He'd thought about the price for his noodles and decided on 50 Star Coins a bowl—10 Star Coins cheaper than even Shen Lu's fried rice and noodles.
This left him with a profit of only 5 Star Coins per bowl, but at least he wasn't losing money. For a man as consumed by revenge as Boss Cao, this was perfectly acceptable.
He even regretted not doing this sooner.
'I was so stupid. I really was.'
'I spent all that money pulling strings, and it didn't do jack shit. I should've just set up a stall next to Shen Lu from the start and squeezed her out.'
'It would've cost less, and I wouldn't have been humiliated in front of everyone yesterday.'
