1870: C1870 It Wasn't a Knife It Was a Soft Girl's Coin

C1870 It Wasn't a Knife It Was a Soft Girl's Coin

"Professor Cameron, what are you eating? Anything?" Qin Luo waved his hand and threw the menu in front of Cameron with a bright smile on his face.

"Braised pork knuckle: 95 RMB per unit, Mapo Tofu: 48 RMB per unit..."

Cameron's eyes widened when he saw the price.

He never would have thought that this small cafeteria was even more expensive than many intermediate restaurants in Mi Nation.

The lowest price was 48 dollars, which was comparable to many intermediate restaurants in Mi Nation.

In a trance, he felt that Qin Luo was not lying. Although this place looked ordinary, it did seem a little high-class.

Maybe he should let Qin Luo bleed!

"Professor Qin, it seems that you are not lying to me..." Cameron looked at Qin Luo with a serious expression and said.

Qin Luo:???

What's the situation?

He didn't quite understand.

Qin Luo followed Cameron's gaze and looked at the menu.

In a trance, Qin Luo felt that he seemed to have understood something.

"Professor Cameron, I think you seem to have misunderstood something." The corner of Qin Luo's mouth twitched as he said with an awkward expression.

Misunderstanding?

Misunderstanding what?

Cameron seriously thought about it. He really did not realize that he had anything that could be misunderstood.

"What misunderstanding did I have?" After hesitating for a long time, Cameron asked with a puzzled face.

Err...

Should I say it?

To be honest, Qin Luo was a little conflicted.

If he did not say it, he would not be able to end this topic. But if he did, he was worried that Cameron would go berserk.

After hesitating for a long time, Qin Luo slowly opened his mouth and said, "The price on it is not a dollar..."

Cameron:???

Not a beautiful knife. Did he misunderstand?

Cameron was dumbfounded.

Could it be that he had overimagined everything?

The corner of Cameron's mouth twitched, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"You said the unit price behind this is not a US knife?" Cameron said.

"More accurately, it's soft sister dollars!" Qin Luo said.

Cameron:???0

Soft Sister Coin!

At this moment, the corner of Cameron's mouth twitched. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

At this moment, in his heart, other than a f * cking dog, he was also a f * cking dog.

"Huhuhu..." Cameron took a few deep breaths and his face turned gloomy. He stared at Qin Luo and said word by word, "Qin Luo, do you know that it is very easy for you to not make friends?"

Yes, when other people treat them to a meal, they would follow the same principle: No quality, only quality.

In other words, they would choose whichever quality was better and where they spend more money.

But when it came to Qin Luo, this fellow had completely abandoned the quality, choosing the cheapest one.

Of course, this wasn't the most unbearable part.

The most unbearable part was that Qin Luo had actually put on an expression that said, I have money, you can choose whatever you want. You are taking advantage of me.

Did I take advantage of you?

Cameron thought about it seriously. He did not seem to take advantage of him.

Also, his original plan was to let Qin Luo bleed a little.

However, judging from the current situation, even if he ordered the dishes one by one, he wouldn't be able to treat Qin Luo as a drop in the ocean.

For some reason, at this moment, he had an impulse to beat Qin Luo to death.

However, it didn't matter if he thought about it or not. He really didn't dare to make a move.

There was no other way. Fists were afraid of being weak. If they were to fight, he really wouldn't be a match for Qin Luo.

He couldn't make friends?

Emm, Professor Cameron, you are really funny.

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