Surrounded by his students, the cook began his lesson.
"Master, who is he? This is a bigger feast than the Spring Festival or any other kind of festival!"
"Yes, it is. The guests are all college students. It must be a student's party," the cook replied calmly.
"It's not graduation season. Besides, I heard that the host came alone. What a black sheep! If I had done that, my mom would have beaten me to death!"
The cook didn't care about the mysterious host.
"There are many capable people hidden in the capital. Our restaurant is famous for its palace cuisine, but our dishes are worth their price. The average price is 500 yuan per person. It's nothing. That guy must love gastronomy. He is not foolish enough to order only expensive dishes. If he did, he would have to spend more than 1,000 yuan per person."
His students believed him. Even a portion of egg fried rice cost 50 yuan.