Silly Rich Guy_1

Qin Yanan was startled by the vendor's outburst and had no idea what he was going crazy about.

They had merely come to buy a grilled fish, did he really need to get so furious?

"Tang Feng, let's go," she tugged at Tang Feng's sleeve. It was just a grilled fish, after all, no big deal if they didn't eat it.

But Tang Feng didn't budge and seemed to be picking a fight with the vendor, "Today, I'm determined to eat this grilled fish."

The vendor immediately scoffed non-stop, "So you've got a bit of money? That doesn't impress me. Here, money doesn't do you any good. I'm putting it out there today, I'd rather feed this grilled fish to a dog than sell it to you."

"Five thousand."

Tang Feng suddenly threw out a figure and then pointed at the grilled fish stall, "I'll take your whole stall."

The boss lady was immediately tempted.

All their pots and pans combined were worth maybe one or two thousand at best.

Tang Feng had offered five thousand, far exceeding the value of the stall.