Chapter 1307 Black Card

• Ichiro and his entourage were perplexed by Alex's seemingly inexplicable actions. First, he had maneuvered Ichiro into purchasing fifty kilograms of the esteemed Marsingfill pasta for an eye-watering sum surpassing nine hundred thousand, and now he was expressing a desire to acquire an additional four hundred kilograms of Moonlight pasta.
• Unbeknownst to them, Alex's motivations were far from being a mere caprice or an attempt to complicate matters unnecessarily. The reason behind his voracious consumption of three consecutive plates of pasta stemmed from a deeply personal connection; the Jefferson family, to which he belonged, had traditionally consumed this exact variety of Marsingfill pasta. After an extended period of half a month spent in the mountains, the familiar taste of this pasta brought a sense of home to Alex, prompting him to indulge more than usual.
• “What are you up to, kid?” Ichiro couldn't help but express his irritation. “Sure, I agreed to cover the bill for the fifty kilograms of Marsingfill pasta earlier, but this four hundred kilograms of Moonlight pasta is a different story. Don't think you can just order this and leave me to foot the bill,” he voiced, still smarting from the previous transaction that had seemed to take advantage of his generosity.