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Chapter 91: Money can solve 99% of the world's problems! There's a surprise inside, click here to unlock!

The live stream chat exploded instantly—

[Hahaha, stealing time! So true!]

For middle-aged men, fishing is truly the only source of happiness!

[Ye Shen is enjoying life; they're just escaping from prison for a breather!]

[My heart goes out to these four guys for three seconds; the contrast is too stark!]

It's so difficult! Going fishing feels like committing a crime!

[Suddenly, I feel a little sad and a little amused!]

I suddenly realized something very important: today is Tuesday, don't they have to work?

Um... okay, I have absolutely no right to laugh at them!

What does this mean?

Being able to work in a city like Beijing without having to go to work on weekdays—while not necessarily achieving financial freedom, certainly grants you freedom of time—puts you ahead of over 95% of the population nationwide!

……

Ye Zhou listened to their complaints, but just smiled faintly and didn't reply.

He picked up his coffee, took a sip, and then looked back at the small buoy on the lake, appearing completely calm and collected.

Everyone has their own life; you can't force it or envy it.

Time flew by, and it was noon.

Sunlight pierced through the thin mist, scattering across the lake's surface, creating shimmering waves and a growing sense of warmth.

The group fished all morning with little success, and they all looked rather dejected, their stomachs rumbling right on cue.

Although Ye Zhou didn't catch fish as wildly as he did yesterday afternoon, he still managed to hook big fish every now and then, which was quite a good harvest, making the people next to him extremely envious.

When it was time to eat, Lao Liu, Lao He, Lao Zhao and the others took out lunchboxes from their bags, which contained home-cooked meals prepared in advance by their wives.

"You know what, that's all there is to getting a wife, at least she can bring you a hot meal when you go out."

"Exactly, otherwise we'd be stuck here by the lake eating bread and drinking bottled water."

"That's right. Although there's food delivery now, this location is just too remote; they simply can't deliver here."

Old Liu and the others chatted as they ate their food.

Hearing their conversation, the photographer quietly took out the bread and drinks he had prepared beforehand.

There's nothing we can do; he's not married yet.

And since his girlfriend wasn't living with him yet, he had to make do with this lunch.

Upon seeing this, Deng Zhe's face stiffened.

It was only then that he suddenly slapped his forehead, realizing that he had been so excited when he left that he had completely forgotten about lunch.

The lake is located in the middle of nowhere, far from any village or shop. The nearest restaurant is more than 30 kilometers away, which would take at least half an hour by car.

Deng Zhe touched his empty stomach, then looked at the steaming lunch boxes in other people's hands, and his face instantly turned bitter.

"Brother Ye, I forgot to prepare lunch. Do you have any extra instant noodles or anything else to eat?"

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Ye Zhou beside him and asked.

Since Ye Zhou's goal is the Fish King and he plans to stay here for a long time, he should have prepared instant noodles, a simple and convenient fast food, long ago.

"No." Ye Zhou shook his head.

"No?"

Upon hearing this, Deng Zhe was slightly taken aback: "Are you planning to eat grilled fish every day?"

"Of course not. Fresh grilled fish is very good, but you get tired of it after eating it once or twice."

Ye Zhou chuckled softly and shook his head again.

Upon seeing this, everyone, including the photographer, looked puzzled.

No instant noodles, no food, and he doesn't often eat grilled fish, so what is he planning to eat by the lake these past few days?

We can't just starve, can we?

Or is it that you drive dozens of kilometers round trip just to get a meal?

Just then, Ye Zhou's phone suddenly rang.

"Feed? Yes, just keep going along the road until you see an open area with a campervan... Yes, just drop him off here."

He picked up his phone and said calmly.

A few minutes after hanging up the phone, the sound of an electric scooter horn could be heard in the distance.

Everyone instinctively looked over and saw a deliveryman carrying several exquisite insulated bags, looking around as he went. When he saw the impressive BMW XM campervan, his eyes lit up instantly.

"Here." Ye Zhou waved.

"Isn't this outside the delivery area?" Deng Zhe was stunned on the spot.

"That's why I called a delivery person," Ye Zhou said with a smile.

"Sir, your meal has arrived."

The deliveryman handed over several elegant insulated lunch boxes.

"Thank you for your help." Ye Zhou reached out and took it.

This scene left the group completely dumbfounded in the eyes of onlookers.

"Can a delivery service bring it here?"

Old Liu stood there, his mouth slightly open.

"Of course, it'll only cost a little more," Ye Zhou replied casually.

Upon hearing this, Deng Zhe and the others' lips twitched slightly.

In Beijing, especially in such a remote area, the cost of a errand run is definitely not low; it will start at least in the hundreds.

Is this what they call paying extra?

Ye Zhou casually placed the lunchbox on the small table next to him and gently lifted it.

In an instant, the rising steam mixed with a rich aroma wafted towards me.

What came into view were dishes arranged in an extremely detailed manner.

The porcelain tableware was exquisite and refined, and the dishes were bright red in color. .

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

"This is... Yulan's cooking?"

Deng Zhe looked at the logo on the plate and said somewhat uncertainly.

"Magnolia, I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before?" Old He stroked his chin, seemingly pondering something.

"Isn't this the Sichuan restaurant that recently made it into the Michelin Guide?"

Old Liu slapped his thigh suddenly and exclaimed in surprise.

"Now that you mention it, I do remember it."

Old Zhao nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, it looks pretty good online, so I'm thinking of giving it a try." Ye Zhou nodded slightly.

It looked alright online, so I decided to give it a try.

Old He and the others looked at each other speechlessly.

That's the hardest Michelin-starred Sichuan restaurant to book in Beijing right now, costing over a thousand yuan per person, with queues stretching for up to two weeks.

"Isn't it quite difficult to get a reservation? My friend told me that if you want to eat there, you have to make a reservation at least two weeks in advance."

Deng Zhe looked at Ye Zhou in disbelief: "Brother Ye, you...you know the owner of Yulan?"

"We don't really know each other."

Ye Zhou picked up his chopsticks and said casually.

Actually, this is all thanks to Hengyong Shopping Mall Platinum Card.

The Michelin-starred Sichuan restaurant, Yulan, is located in Hengyong Shopping Mall.

As one of the few top members of Hengyong Shopping Mall, this kind of privilege is nothing special.

Those like Deng Zhe who were able to establish themselves in the capital were all shrewd and astute. Seeing that Ye Zhou had no intention of going any further, they wisely refrained from asking any more questions.

They simply assumed that Ye Zhou was incredibly wealthy.

After all, what's that saying again?

Money can solve 99% of the world's problems!

Restaurants that are difficult to book for half a month can be delivered to your door with just one phone call.