Lou Jiali tossed her hair. "I'll have to taste it to know, but it can't be worse than what you made at the food festival competition."

Xin Sui thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I'll do it here?"

Lou Jiali: "Isn't this big enough for you to show off your skills?"

Xin Sui rolled up his sleeves and began.

Xiao Ming sat on her shoulders, swinging his legs, and asked, "Xiao Li, what are shares?"

Xin Sui: "It's about money. If I own 10% of this restaurant, I can get 10% of the profits when the restaurant makes money."

Xiao Ming opened his stomach, took out a transparent piggy bank from his otherworldly stomach, and shook it at her.

"Look, I have a lot of crystal coins. If you want crystal coins, why are you cooking for her?"

"You can just make it for me, and I'll give you all my crystal coins."

The piggy bank in Xiaoming's hand was specially made for him by Xuantu. It looks small, but it actually has a lot of space inside.

It was almost completely filled with crystal coins.

Xin Sui glanced at it, "How many crystal coins do you have?"

Xiaoming: "I can't remember exactly, but it's probably tens of millions. However, this is only a small part; Xiaoguang has been saving most of the money for me."

"Xiao Li, I'll give you anything you want."

Xin Sui was chopping vegetables when she heard this and her hand slipped, almost cutting herself.

Tens of millions is only a small portion? How much is the majority?

It must be worth at least several hundred million!

And with so much money, Xiaoming wanted to give it all to her without even blinking.

When it comes to things other than food, Xiaoming is so generous it's touching.

Lou Jiali, who was sitting leisurely on the sofa, was startled by Xiaoming's words.

He looked nervously at Li Xueli.

She wouldn't actually agree, would she?

Xin Sui, of course, would not agree.

Firstly, how could she possibly want Xiaoming's money?

Secondly, she is not short of money now, and she has other purposes for applying for this job.

Her restaurant hasn't opened yet, but Lou Jiali's restaurant has already appeared.

She could see what kind of reaction this new thing called a restaurant would cause in the city.

Let Carrie's Restaurant test the waters for her restaurant, to see how things go.

After she enters this place, she can gain some experience in opening a restaurant in the apocalypse by working as a chef.

When I actually open my own restaurant, won't I be able to avoid some of the detours?

"Keep your money. I'm not here entirely for the money, but to let more people taste the food I make and feel happy from it."

Xiao Ming doesn't understand.

What does other people's happiness have to do with him?

But he sensed the determination in Xiaoli's words.

He knew he couldn't win her over with crystal coins.

He sighed in disappointment, took out a bag of shrimp chips, and started eating.

Lou Jiali secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He winked at the puppet master beside him.

The old puppet nodded almost imperceptibly at her, his thumb rubbing the bird head at the tip of his cane.

The bird's head opened its mouth and spat out a tiny insect.

The insect flew toward Xin Sui, who was cooking.