Yan Qingrui also knew that this meal was a sky-high price, but so what?

She would not be wronged by the price, so she bit her fish in front of Shangguan Qianyu without fear of death.

It is worthy of being a fat fish that grows naturally without any pollution. The meat is delicious and juicy. Although it only has salt, it preserves the natural umami flavor of the fish itself well. With her unique and high barbecue technique, she couldn't stop eating it after eating it for two days.

Shangguan Qianyu was so angry that he was about to smoke. This woman was so bold. Did she think he was a decoration? She actually ate his fish in front of him as if no one was around? He shook his sleeves and rushed towards the fish in Yan Qingrui's hand.

The medicine effect in Yan Qingrui's body had not completely disappeared. He clearly felt his attack, but he had only had time to take a step back. He was still protecting the fish tightly in his hand, but he threw it into his butt.

Yan Qingrui grinned in pain, and was almost stabbed by fish bones. She was angry, and her hands and feet were climbed up with the ground, spitting out the fish in her mouth, and said angrily to Shangguan Qianyu: "Are you wrong?"

The surrounding aura was chilling.

Ziyang quietly took a step back and showed a sympathetic look at Yan Qingrui. Is this eldest lady of the Yan family twitching her mind? After eating the fish that the prince cherished, she dares to scold the prince? She really thinks she is the Princess Qinghe?

Shangguan Qianyu's voice was cold and harsh, like a icy man: "What did you say?" She did something wrong, but she dared to speak loudly with him?

After all, Yan Qingrui was a little unconfident after eating other people's sky-high fish, but she didn't lose. She said angrily: "The dignified Qinghe Prince's Mansion is so stingy. Isn't it just eating a few fish for you? At worst, you can just pay you money!"

Shangguan Qianyu's eyes were dark, and an unknown sneer appeared on his lips: "Are you sure you want to pay me money?"

Yan Qingrui didn't want to compensate, but she rushed here in a hurry. If she said she would not compensate, she would seem stingy and ruthless, and she also sacrificed her mind: "If you pay, you can compensate!"

Thinking of her, Yan Qingrui, as the seventh-ranked goddess in the world in the 20th century, when did she take money to heart? It was just some money.

Shangguan Qianyu suddenly said, "Okay, for the sake of your willingness to pay, I won't bother with you. There are seven fish here, three thousand taels of silver, and twenty-four thousand taels of silver."

"Why don't you go and grab it?" Yan Qingrui almost jumped up. She came to this world and hadn't made any money yet, so she owed a huge debt of more than 20,000 taels of silver.

"So, don't you want to?" Shangguan Qianyu's expressionless face.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's because I don't have money now, you can deduct it from my monthly routine!" She seemed so poor that she looked a lot of things in her dowry, but there were not many valuable ones.

Shangguan Qianyu sneered: "How many months do you think you have?"

Yan Qingrui had no idea about the monthly routine and said inconveniently: "There will be hundreds of taels of silver in a month, right?" It will be almost the same if it is deducted for six or seven years.

Shangguan Qianyu was angry and laughed: "How many hundred taels? You think it's so beautiful. Your monthly rate is only two taels of silver, 24,000 taels, how many lifetimes are you going to spend?"

Ziyang thought to himself that two taels of silver were the monthly routine of a third-class servant, and the prince treated the eldest daughter of the Yan family as the only one.
Chapter completed!