Mei Mengchen knows how to take hints. Grandpa Pei and Mei Mengzhen never restrict what he eats, but today they won't let him have it, so he really must not be allowed to eat it. But even though he behaved and didn't ask again, deep down he couldn't help feeling disappointed. "Sigh, can't eat it anymore? It tastes really good."
"Yeah, can't eat it anymore. If Chenchen wants seafood, we'll make some other seafood later. Let's skip this one." As she said that, Mei Mengzhen felt she needed to discuss the price of the dish. "Yiran, how much do you think this dish should cost?"
He Yiran asked, "Grandpa Pei, what ingredients did you use for this dish?"
Grandpa Pei listed everything for He Yiran one by one; every time he mentioned an ingredient, Mei Mengzhen could almost hear money falling to the floor. She said straight out, "If we sell it cheap, I just can't accept it. So what price do you think is reasonable? Of course, it needs to be affordable for humans."
