Chapter 1637

Rooney practically shouted, "What? A million dollars?" A moment ago, he was outraged that these officials were corrupt enough to demand bribes just for a meal. But now, realizing that 100 pounds of this so-called special meat was worth a million, he felt like he had just traveled through time—from the Stone Age straight into a world of private jets and sports cars. It took him a few seconds to process before he finally muttered, "I can't even bring myself to buy ten-dollar pork shoulder at the grocery store. "My family goes a month, sometimes two, without eating meat. If I can afford a dollar-store-brand hot dog, I already feel like I'm splurging. And yet, these people were casually eating meat that cost over ten grand a pound." He asked in disbelief, "You're telling me there's actually meat in this world that costs more than ten grand a pound?" Even now, Rooney was not entirely convinced. This kind of wealth was so far removed from his life that it felt like something out of a