Two minutes later--
Aww--
Tang Aran cried out after just the first bite.
His expression immediately changed.
People from Guizhou can handle spicy food, but even someone like Tang Aran, who eats spicy food every day, can't stand the spiciness of wasabi.
Sure enough, the young Miao man's face turned red instantly.
With this level of spiciness, Tang Aran felt as if her throat was no longer her own, as if it were filled with flames that could erupt at any moment.
The key is--
Tears welled up in his eyes from the spiciness, and Ah Chen even poured him a cup of hot water.
Aww!!
hot! ! !
He had just drunk it when the spiciness seemed to erupt again, violently gushing out of his throat.
My throat feels like it's on fire.
As soon as the cry came out, anyone could feel Tang Aran's tongue trembling.
Everyone knows that drinking hot water when you're already feeling unbearably spicy is like adding fuel to the fire, making it even spicier.
This wasn't the first time the shop owner had encountered this situation, so he quickly brought over some ice water.
Ah Chen laughed uncontrollably, "Not bad, you can add two spoonfuls of wasabi! Your brother-in-law believes you can finish it, keep it up!"
"Mu Achen, you--"
At this moment, Tang Aran felt like she had shot herself in the foot.
He glanced sideways at Ah Mo, who was eating breakfast. Her mouth was bright red from the spiciness, and tears were streaming down her face. "Sister, why is it so spicy? Look, it's written on the wall—"
"Wasabi is said to provide vitamins, minerals, dietary fiber, increase appetite, and aid digestion, but why is it so spicy?!"
Amo said, "But it also says on the label, be careful, it's extra spicy."
"Ouch—"
Tang Aran, who was suffering from the spiciness, took a long time to recover. When he noticed that the people at the next table were glancing at him from time to time, shaking their heads with smiles, his face turned even redder.
So, he spent all last night wandering around hoping to show off in front of Mu Achen, but in the end—
It crashed.
At this moment, he watched Ah Chen eating so heartily, while the little Miao boy, whose breakfast was almost untouched, actually wanted a second bite.
"Alright, stop showing off!"
Amo stopped her and ordered another bowl for Tang Aran.
Twenty minutes later--
As soon as Tang Aran got into the car after leaving the breakfast shop, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach and broke out in a cold sweat.
It was obviously spicy.
Amo gave him a bottle of water, which he unscrewed and drank in one gulp.
A few minutes later, the little Miao boy seemed to come back to life and started trying to put on an act in front of Achen again.
"Brother Chen, there are still a lot of good food and fun things to do in Shanghai. How about I take you to see some more places? Anyway, there's still a day left before registration ends."
"Don't worry, whenever you come to Shanghai, just give me a call. I promise I'll make sure you want to come back again and again."
The driver was arranged by Mochen Capital, and the luxury van naturally belonged to the company as well.
The driver was a little puzzled. He thought to himself, "These three men look so young. How could they be the big bosses?"
The key point is that they were speaking Miao language.
But this Miao language isn't the kind I can understand.
Ah Chen glanced at the driver, then said to Tang Aran, "Are you sure you want to take me out?"
"As long as you like it, Brother Chen, I will definitely be the landlord for once."
"Alright! Since you're so willing, I'll give you a chance, but we need to settle things first."
"What accounts are we talking about?"
Ah Chen immediately started counting on his fingers, saying as he did so, "For the next few days, your sister and I will spend about 1,500 a night at the hotel, which is about 3,000 a day. In addition—"
"etc."
Tang Aran hurriedly asked, "Brother Achen, what do you mean? Are we going to spend this much every day?"
"This is just the basic per capita amount; the other tips haven't been calculated yet! So tell me how much silver you have on you, and let me see if you can last three to five days."
"I can't hold on, I can't even hold on for a day, I have no money."
According to Mu Achen's calculations, if Achen deliberately swindled Tang Aran out of the little money he had, it would probably be gone in a day.
So he stopped pretending in front of Ah Chen.
"Brother Chen, give me a break. How much money do you have? Let me know how far behind I am in terms of wealth."
"Ask your older sister, I don't know how much money I have."
Forehead--
Mu Achen, you're such a good actor.
Tang Aran turned to look at Amo, who said, "Study hard after you enter the school, and use what you have learned to create the life you want in the future."
"Sister, you're encouraging me, right?"
It was indeed an encouragement, but Amo didn't want to discourage her younger brother.
After all, Ah Chen's wealth is among the top in Qiandong, and even in the entire Great Xia Dynasty.
In Guizhou Province, he's undoubtedly the richest man in the country.
However, Ah Chen is too low-key about his wealth. Besides, even he doesn't know how much money he has, let alone others.
Half an hour later--
We finally arrived at the gate of Fudan University.
Tang Aran was very excited when he got off the bus. This little Miao boy actually hugged the school badge at the school gate where there were many people.
It seems that he is about to embark on his dream journey here.
Ah Chen, who was following behind, also stayed quietly by Ah Mo's side.
Because he also dreamed of going to university, when he saw Tang Aran's excited expression after entering the school, he really wanted to kick him a couple of times: Let you show off in front of me, you rascal.
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