"Drawings?"

"Young man, can you still draw this?"

Zhang Xiao looked at the drawing in front of him.

He raised his head and glanced at the cook.

Four-story attic.

There are forty rooms on the first floor.

There are one hundred and twenty rooms on the fourth floor.

The leisure location can seat thousands of people.

The configuration is quite high!

very nice!

"Doesn't this loft cost a lot of money?"

Zhang Xiao tapped the table with his finger, pushed the drawing to Cook Ding, and asked with a smile.

"of course!"

"However, if you are not willing to spend money to build a building, how can you make money!"

"Sir, you haven't seen that many people have come to Sage City in the past two days!"

"The other small inns are full of people! They make a lot of money! They are so greedy!"

The cook chuckled, drooling on the table, and squeaked quickly.

"Do you have the money to build a building?"

Zhang Xiao held the fried dough stick, soaked it in the soy milk, and took a sip. The fried dough stick contained the juice of the soy milk and splashed in his mouth. Not to mention how refreshing it was.

"Of course!"

"I still have some savings."

"I'm showing it to you, young master, just to ask you if this idea is feasible and if you can do it!"

"You read a lot and are knowledgeable. You must know better than me!"

Cook Ding looked at Zhang Xiao expectantly.

"Can do it."

"You wait."

Zhang Xiao clapped his hands and took out a wooden box from upstairs.

Open it and take a look.

It instantly blinded the chef Ding's eyes.

Damn it!

Damn it!!

A golden piece!

Dozens of gold bars!

This has to be...

It must be tens of thousands of taels!

"Na!"

"These are all for you."

"Uncle Ding, your savings will definitely not be enough to build a building like this!"

"I don't have much here, only thirteen thousand taels of gold. You can use it. There should be some left."

Zhang Xiao smiled and pushed the wooden box to Cook Ding.

Start with this.

Huh!

Heavy!

I almost missed it!

Cook Ding was at a loss. For a moment, he felt as if something was stuck in his throat and he didn't know what to say.

"Master, you, you, are not, I, I can't..."

Don't wait for him to finish.

Zhang Xiao snorted.

"Uncle Ding, stop being pretentious."

"Money is of no use to me."

"Moreover……"

Zhang Xiao ate and drank enough, wiped his mouth, stood up and left.

Step out the door.

Flick the folding fan.

He said with a long laugh.

"I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent!"

Finished.

Disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

It has the feel of a hidden Qashqai.

Cook Ding's eyes were moist.

Muttering to himself.

"I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent..."

"What a poem! What a poem!"

“So what if all the tens of millions of family fortunes are scattered?”

“You can still make money back after all!”

“Awesome!”

"Great realm!"

The waves in Cook Ding's heart are rolling.
Chapter completed!