The little black cat was sleeping soundly, but woke up immediately when he saw the food.

"This optical computer is for you. I bought a new one. You can play with the old one by yourself. I paid the internet fee. The stone you gave me last time is very valuable. I calculated it for you. It's worth 100,000 star coins. After deducting the money I spent on buying these for you, there is also your meal expenses for one month.

There are 90,000 left. I've registered a new account for you. You can use your mental power to bind this account, and I'll transfer the money to you. You can see what you want to eat and buy on StarNet. Of course, you can also continue to buy food in the store."

"Meow!"

The little black cat instantly perked up and bound his own optical computer account.

There are still 90,000 yuan left. A meal with one dish only costs 30 yuan. 90,000 yuan can last me a long time.

But the little black cat immediately remembered the Maoxuewang it had eaten in the morning. A serving cost two hundred thousand yuan, which was too expensive and it could not afford it.

But only by eating these can you become stronger! The others will take too long to become stronger.

The little black cat thought of Fu Yanzhi again, a living spicy vermicelli.

If it kills Fu Yanzhi, then it can have a plate of spicy and sour vermicelli.

The little black cat thought about it, finished his meal, and ran out again.

Because it felt that Fu Yanzhi's scent seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

When leaving, the little black cat placed the optical computer in the cat's bed as a treasure, for it was worried that it would accidentally break the computer when it ran out.

········· After Song Yiren finished feeding the little black cat, she went downstairs.

Song Ping has already come with his students.

"Boss, give me a plate of hot and sour vermicelli."

"This morning, one of your students came and ordered some, but they were all sold out. But today we have a new dish called Mao Xue Wang. When my cultivation level breaks through in two days, I will be able to sell a few servings a day then."

"Then give me a portion of maoxuewang."

Song Yiren looked at Song Ping and thought that this teacher really had money and was quite wealthy.

"Boss, give me a serving of Maoxuewang too."

Gu Jun said to Song Yiren.

"Students can't. It takes three people to share a serving of Maoxuewang. You have to find two people who are willing to share the bill with you. I'm doing this for your health."

Song Yiren said to Gu Jun.

Gu Jun did not look for Ke Ran because he knew that Ke Ran had little money and was relatively poor.

Gu Jun found two other classmates who had some money to share the order.

Fat Li didn't come to Song Yiren's shop, so his stomach was still full and he couldn't eat.

This Maoxuewang has a strong aftertaste.

One portion filled him up.

He could only turn a blind eye and not come here to eat.

Song Yiren actually wanted to make more, but making star-level dishes takes a lot of time and energy, so she didn't make them.

Song Yiren could have made a few more servings of this Maoxuewang, but unfortunately, she had run out of ingredients.

This spicy and sour vermicelli requires mental energy. Song Yiren has made two servings today, one for Li Pang and one for herself. Song Yiren can feel that three servings a day is her limit.

It is estimated that Song Yiren will not be able to recover until the evening and make spicy and sour vermicelli.

However, the effect of this spicy and sour vermicelli is particularly good only when you eat it for the first time. The second time, the effect is halved.

However, this Maoxuewang can be effective and continue to replenish qi and blood.

Song Ping finished a bowl of Maoxuewang, which he had packed and brought from the cafeteria.

If his students could eat such meals every day, it would be better than eating in the school cafeteria every day.

This thing is of great benefit to the improvement of qi and blood, but the benefits to him are a little less, but the taste is definitely worth two hundred thousand.

Song Ping asked Song Yiren, "Boss, how many servings of this Maoxuewang can you make in a day? Can you allow three of my students to have one serving on average?"

Song Ping approved of Song Yiren's arrangement. One portion was just enough for three students to share.

"I can make about ten servings a day, but the price is not cheap. Can these students afford it every day?"

Two hundred thousand star coins, that’s not cheap either.

There are still many houses in Nebula City that cost just over one million yuan each!

Song Yiren's house is expensive because the area it is located in is relatively expensive and can be considered a semi-rich area.

If you eat this for five consecutive days, it will cost hundreds of thousands of star coins. Even if it is shared by three people, each person will cost about 70,000 star coins, which is not cheap.

Song Ping did not expect that even though the dishes were so cheap, there would still be people who could not afford them. This was indeed a problem.

Although most of the students in his class are well-off, for some of them, it takes all the effort of their entire family to come to school.

Especially for many first-level practitioners, their monthly income may be at most one hundred thousand.

There are also some practitioners who are similar to ordinary people, earning only about 10,000 to 20,000 yuan a month.

Especially for Ke Ran, both of his parents are ordinary people. It is not easy for two ordinary people to give birth to a person with the talent of a cultivator.

So his family was in a particularly difficult situation.

Song Ping thought for a moment, and said to Song Yiren, "How about this! Let all my students have a meal tomorrow. You serve ten portions and I'll treat you. I'll see if they have any talent and whether they can break through to become warriors. Then I'll take some students from poor families to do some tasks and see if I can earn enough money for the meal."

When Song Yiren heard what Song Ping said, she couldn't help but feel respect for Song Ping. This is two million!

He didn't even blink and his eyes became blurry in an instant.

How can we not be moved by a teacher like this who teaches students at his own expense?

I didn’t expect that in such an era, there are still such dedicated and responsible teachers.

"Teacher Song is righteous!"

Song Yiren gave Song Ping a thumbs up.

Song Ping smiled innocently and said to Song Yiren, "I am giving them a chance. It depends on them whether they can become dragons or tigers. If they don't have the chance and can't break through, I won't continue to support them."

Learning martial arts requires too much money.

Song Ping could only help.

Song Ping looked at these students. They were the future pride of Nebula City!

"Teacher, I think I'm about to make a breakthrough."

"Teacher, I seem to be on the verge of a breakthrough as well."

Among the three students who ate Maoxuewang, two are about to break through and become warriors.

There was another one who had not yet made a breakthrough, but he felt the vast blood and energy in his body. He knew that as long as he ate again, he would be able to break through.

Gu Jun was originally only a step away from becoming a warrior, so it was very easy for him to break through.

Another one, he comes from a well-off family, eats and drinks well every day, and he is also talented, so it is normal for him to make a breakthrough.

(End of this chapter)