Weirdo

"Seventy-three thousand yuan."

Huo Mian's mouth dropped wide open after she heard his answer.

"A bowl of noodles is two yuan, if we eat one bowl a day it will be four yuan for two people. In one year that's one thousand four hundred and sixty yuan. It will be seventy-three thousand in fifty years," Qin Chu immediately said afterward.

"So, you basically deposited enough money to buy noodles for the next fifty years," Huo Mian said, bewildered.

"I want to eat ramen with you my whole life. That's all," Qin Chu looked Huo Mian in the eye and said.

Then, the noodle shop's owner interrupted, "I promised this kid that I would get my kids to inherit this noodle house if I ever become too old to make them. We will make sure the tab is kept clear."

"That's not what I mean Ah-Xin, I just think… this is so bizarre," Huo Mian explained.

"Not to me," Qin Chu said innocently.

"Okay, never mind."