The Blinding Special Price

Time flew. Soon, the next evening came. For the whole day, Yuan Zhou did not cook any fish dishes. He was waiting for the banquet in the evening.

As usual, Yuan Zhou hung a banner saying a new dish would be served before the dinner, even if Zhou Shijie and Chu Xiao hadn't arrived there yet.

After all, the dish wasn't prepared for Chu Xiao only. Other customers could also order it under the condition that they conformed to the requirements, namely, Yuan Zhou's rules.

"!!!!! Boss, Boss...!!!!!! Is this the price of the new dish?" Zhou Jia pointed at the wall and asked in surprise.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded his head calmly.

"Are you sure it's correct?" Zhou Jia swallowed her saliva and looked at Yuan Zhou in astonishment.

Written on the wall was the following information.