In that case, I can sell it when the time comes, but I can't just sell it like this. 10 times the price is clearly too low. Half a catty of tea leaves can only be sold for around 10,000 copper coins. If I were to auction it off, the price would skyrocket, and perhaps I could sell it for an astronomical price. Mag thought to himself, and then said to the system, "System, give me 5 kilograms of tea leaves first, and I'll buy them from you at five times the original price. That's 10 times the original price, and I'll split it 50-50 with you. Put them in the closet on the second floor."
"Ding! 50,000 copper coins have been successfully deducted! "
"Ding! Five catties of tea leaves have been delivered to the cabinet on the second floor! Please accept them! "
The system's elated voice sounded without any hesitation.
"Very good." A faint smile appeared on Meg's face as he shook his head at Blour, and said, "The restaurant has a rule that we only sell finished food. If you want to purchase ingredients, you can only do so through auctions. Perhaps there will be an auction for tea leaves in the future. You can keep an eye out for that."
"Auction?" Not only Blour, but all of the other customers in the restaurant were also quite intrigued. The ingredients in the restaurant were very interesting to them.
If the ingredients were to be auctioned off, they didn't know how much they would fetch, and whether anyone would buy them. After all, for most people, it would be better to just eat the food prepared by Mr. Mak at Amy's instead of paying more than the actual price of the food itself. It was delicious and time-consuming. After all, no one could learn Mr. Mak's cooking methods, so even if they were to obtain the same ingredients, they wouldn't be able to cook any delicious food.
As expected, all businessmen are sly. Blour quickly figured out what was going on. If this were to be auctioned off, with the quality of these tea leaves, if tea lovers were to find out, the price would definitely be 10 times the original price. This restaurant owner was clearly planning to use the auction to make a huge profit.
"Host, you're not playing by the rules! If it were to be auctioned off, the price would definitely be more than five times the original price! This is fraud! "The system's enraged voice sounded.
"Didn't I already give you half of the price? System, as a System, you must know how to be content with what you have. Only then will you be happy. If you are too calculative about gains and losses, then you will lose the true meaning of life." Mag thought to himself. In any case, the tea leaves were already in his hands, so he had the right to decide when the auction would be held. Once more people noticed the supreme-grade tea leaves, he could sell them in limited quantities. That would also be a good way to earn money.
"Young Mistress, if you don't eat your ice cream soon, it's going to melt," Meg reminded Blour before making his way toward the kitchen.
Blour faltered slightly upon seeing this. She looked down at a drop of green ice cream that was slowly sliding down the edge of the snowball, and was just about to fall off. She couldn't care less about her ladylike demeanor as she immediately twisted her neck to catch the drop of ice cream.
The refreshing and sweet taste of the green tea melted in his mouth, and he couldn't help but indulge in the taste. The texture was refreshing, and there was no bitterness at all. Although he felt that it was a pity, he had to admit that this matcha ice cream was delicious!
No matter how high the price is during the auction, I have to get my hands on these tea leaves! Blour made up his mind as he licked the drop of ice cream. Soon, he was completely immersed in the taste of the ice cream.
Looks like Young Mistress Shirley really likes those tea leaves. Next time when Mr. Mak auctions the tea leaves, I should secretly buy a portion for her. She'll definitely be very happy, right? Constantine thought to himself as he looked at Blour, who was happily munching on his ice cream. He rested his chin on his hand with a silly smile on his face as he looked on at Blour, feeling as if he were the one eating the ice cream.
After finishing her blueberry ice cream, Amy made her way over to Blour, and whispered, "Big Sister Shirley, you have to be careful of that man over there. I feel like he's harboring dangerous thoughts toward you."
Blour glanced at Constantine, who was looking at him with a perverted smile, and nodded in agreement with Amy's words. "Don't worry, Big Sister is super awesome."
"Here's your Yangzhou fried rice." Yabemiya placed Blour's second plate of Yangzhou fried rice in front of him.
"Thank you." Blour nodded. He looked at the half-eaten ice cream in his hand, then at the steaming Yangzhou fried rice on the table. He hadn't eaten like this for many years. This restaurant seemed to have some kind of strange magical power that was able to make someone like him succumb to it. He had lost all of his dreams, and that was an extremely frustrating feeling.
But … it's really delicious! I can't control my appetite for now! I'll think about it after I finish eating! Blour tossed all of his internal conflict to the back of his mind as he continued to eat.
Will the third young master be able to get to know Young Mistress Sally? However, in his current state, it really isn't appropriate for him to get to know her. Otherwise, I don't know how to reconcile with her in the future. Yngwie was conflicted as he sat in the horse-drawn carriage outside the restaurant.
"Burp …"
Half an hour later, Blour burped as he made his way out of the restaurant. He rubbed his stomach before turning to look at the restaurant's signboard with a determined expression, and said, "I'll definitely refrain from eating so much next time I come here!"
"Come back next time, Big Sister Shirley. There's still a lot of delicious food waiting for you." Amy's voice sounded from within the restaurant.
"Don't try to tempt me; I won't fall for it." Blour replied in a calm voice. However, he couldn't help but swallow as he turned around. That little girl was simply too much of a cheat. Whenever she ate something in front of him, he would feel his appetite increase by several levels. She was an absolute scapegoat.
"Third Young Master, did you make any progress with Young Mistress Sally during your trip to the restaurant?" Yngwie asked with an expectant expression as Blour climbed onto the horse-drawn carriage.
"She's quite good-looking. Even though she's not as good-looking as me, she's not crippled." Blour nodded before falling silent.
"And then?" Yngwie couldn't help but ask after a while, "And then?"
"That's all." Blour splayed his hands open.
"That's all? So you went in for almost an hour just to confirm that she's not crippled? "Yngwie stared at Blour with an incredulous expression. He felt as if his intelligence had been insulted.
"That's right. Isn't that very important? Think about it, if she's crippled, then she'll feel very inferior when she sees my true appearance. She'll clearly like me, but she won't dare to approach me. That'll make the mission a lot more difficult. "Blour nodded with a justified expression.
"I think you only know how to eat." Yngwie rolled his eyes.
"Hmm? How did you know?" Blour turned to Yngwie with a hint of surprise on his face, and he couldn't help but praise, "The food in his restaurant really is extraordinarily delicious. In particular, the rainbow fried rice and the ice cream dessert are the best things I've ever tasted in my life."
"Let's go back." Yngwie was a little dejected as he turned to the horse-drawn carriage driver. He suddenly felt as if he had made an extremely foolish decision by pinning his hopes on this unreliable third young master.
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