Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Second: Give Me Another Copy

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"But since I'm here, I'll give it a try." Although Han Ming showed disdain, he still bought the most expensive bacon sandwich.

This is loyalty to food.

Exploring the taste of unknown food is also one of Han Ming's hobbies.

"The way of packaging is a bit interesting." Han Ming commented while tearing open the wrapping paper of the bacon sandwich.

"If this taste is not as good as you said, then I will definitely investigate the matter of your ruining the reputation of Zuiyunlou."

Han Ming added coldly before putting the bacon sandwich in his mouth.

The servants behind Han Ming also took a step forward, as if they were ready to fight at any time.

After speaking, Han Mingcai slowly put the bacon sandwich into his mouth and took a bite.

In an instant, an extreme deliciousness burst out from his mouth, sweeping his taste buds in an instant.

Baked sweet and delicious crispy bread slices with fresh and crisp lettuce leaves, fragrant and delicious cheese slices, and salty and delicious bacon slices.

All of this is combined in this small bite of sandwich.

Transformed into an extremely harmonious flavor.

This was something Han Ming had never tasted before, and he couldn't stop taking one bite after another.

I ate this bacon sandwich in no time.

After eating, Han Ming habitually shouted: "Give me another one, this... bacon sandwich."

As if the person who sneered just now was not him.

"Sorry, bacon sandwiches, each person can only buy one per day." Yue Xi'er said.

"How could there be a limited purchase, but the price is just inappropriate." Han Ming shook his head. It's not that he has never used this kind of purchase limit.

The so-called rare is the most expensive, and purchase restriction is a very good means of raising prices.

"In this way, I will pay ten times the price, two hundred spirit crystals, and give me another bacon sandwich." Han Ming is indeed the eldest young master of Zuiyunlou, and the moment he speaks, he smells of wealth.

"This..." Yue Xi'er hesitated.

This is two hundred spirit crystals, a good opportunity to generate income for the store.

Seeing Yue Xier hesitated, Han Ming couldn't help despising this small shop in his heart.

"Sorry, the rules are the rules. Each person is limited to one purchase per day, which means one purchase." Qi Le sighed, walked out of the booth, and said lightly.

This is not only for Han Ming, but also to tell Yue Xier how to deal with this kind of problem next time.

"Who are you?" Han Ming looked at Qi Le.

"The manager of this store." Qi Le briefly introduced his identity.

"Oh? You asked someone to go to my Zuiyun Tower to make trouble?" Han Ming raised his eyebrows, as if he had found the rightful master.

No wonder the girl behind the counter looked puzzled, it seemed that she didn't know about it.

"I wouldn't do this kind of thing, and I don't even bother to do this kind of thing." Qi Le made a pun.

Not only is he talking about himself, but also Han Ming.

After a pause, Qi Le said again: "Also, the main commodity in my store is not food."

This is something that anyone with a discerning eye can see, making Han Ming speechless at once.

If this store is not a place to sell food at all, then the fact that they sent people to Zuiyun Lou to make trouble is completely nonsense.

No one is going to make trouble for himself when there is no benefit at all.

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