Xie Ming'an hadn't said anything yet.
But the attendant beside him stared with wide eyes.
"Ten dishes of each?!" the attendant exclaimed in shock.
They were in the middle of a harsh winter. Supplies were scarce everywhere, especially food.
Even with Mrs. Meng, the head of the merchant guild, keeping things in check, prices for all sorts of goods just kept rising.
No matter how rich their Second Young Master was, he couldn't afford to be so extravagant.
Xie Ming'an frowned slightly. He looked at Shen Ningning and said, "I'm not like my older brother. I'm an honest official with a small salary."
Shen Ningning folded her little arms.
Her round face was adorable and lively, and her dark eyes looked like a pair of grapes.
She pouted. "If you can't afford the silver, why did you tell me to order whatever I wanted?"
Xie Ming'an took a quiet breath.
"Can you really eat this much?"
