Pengyuelou is one of the best hotels in Baishi Town, and Liu Jin had booked a window-side box on the second floor in advance.

"Master Sang, you see that the tomb in Hutoushan has been abandoned, and the old man's body has been dug up.

Please take note of how the subsequent relocation and burial should be arranged, and it would be best if it does not affect the fortune of my Liu family."

With a flattering look on his face, Liu Jin stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for Mr. Sang.

"When the body is burned, I will help you find a good cave and arrange the relocation properly."

Mr. Sang took a sip of tea and agreed readily.

Liu Jin put down the teapot, took out an envelope from his handbag and pushed it towards Mr. Sang.

Mr. Sang used chopsticks to gently pick up the envelope, and there was a thick stack of dumplings inside.

"Master Sang, here is five hundred. You can keep it first. I will give you five hundred after the relocation and burial arrangements are completed."

I couldn't help but swallow, knowing that my monthly subsidy was only twelve and a half yuan.

The money in this envelope is several times more than my annual allowance.

Mr. Sang raised his eyelids, pressed the envelope with his chopsticks, and pushed it back toward Liu Jin.

Mr. Sang, who had always been jealous of money, actually refused.

I was surprised for a while, this was not his old man’s style!

Liu Jin also frowned, showing a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Master Sang, this is a little short. The business has been really bad these past few years. When the business improves again, I will give you double the amount."

Mr. Sang tapped his fingers.

"No, you misunderstood me. I don't charge you any money, but you have to agree to help me find something."

Liu Jin's face calmed down a little, and he asked tentatively: "I wonder what Mr. Sang wants me to help you find?"

Mr. Sang stroked his beard and looked solemn.

"You are in the furniture and wood business, so you must have a wide network of contacts.

I want your help to find a piece of red sandalwood with a diameter of three inches. The tree must be more than five hundred years old."

Liu Jin just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard what Mr. Sang asked him to find, he instantly showed a bitter look on his face.

Every inch of this rosewood is worth its weight in gold, and red-leaf rosewood is the best among rosewoods.

What's more, it is a red sandalwood tree with red leaves that is more than 500 years old. It's not that this thing is valuable, but that it has no market price at all.

"Master Sang, you think too highly of me. I am the owner of a small furniture factory, and red-leaf red sandalwood trees that are over 500 years old may not be that easy to find."

Mr. Sang looked calm and did not deliberately make things difficult.

“If you can’t find it now, it doesn’t mean you won’t find it in the future.

You don’t need to feel too much psychological burden, just try your best to help find them.

Regardless of whether you can find it in the end, I will help you make proper arrangements for relocation and burial, just to make a good relationship."

Liu Jin was speechless and deeply moved.

"Master Sang, I, Liu Jin, will remember this kindness today.

Don't worry, I will do my best to help you with this matter."

As he said this, he poured himself a large glass of white wine as a courtesy, but he drank too much and caused a dry cough.

Liu Jin quickly picked up the chopsticks and wanted to use the food as a cushion.

I saw four or five cold dishes scattered on the table, but not a single hot dish.

"It's strange why the food is served so slowly today, not even a single hot dish has been served for a long time.

Waiter, waiter..."

Liu Jin's face darkened, and he shouted a few times toward the outside of the box with some displeasure.

Not long after, a young waitress ran in anxiously.

"What's going on with you guys? It's taken you so long to bring out a few cold dishes. Are you just going to treat us to cold dishes in this cold weather?"

"Mr. Liu, I'm really sorry. There's something going on in the kitchen. Please bear with me." The waitress could only apologize repeatedly.

Liu Jin frowned, showing confusion.

"Why did your landlady run away with someone else, or did the chef revolt? Why can't you cook even a single hot dish for so long?"

Liu Jin seemed to be a frequent visitor to Peng Yue Tower, so he couldn't help but tease him.

"Mr. Liu, it's not that we didn't let you go on purpose, it's just that there's something sinister about what happened today.

I don’t know what’s going on, but the water in the kitchen couldn’t boil today and the vegetables weren’t cooked properly.

Now the whole kitchen is a mess."

Liu Jin sneered, thinking it was the waitress trying to deal with him.

"Xiao Cui, how come you, this kid, have learned to make up lies now?

I’ve never heard of water that can’t be boiled or vegetables that can’t be cooked?”

The waitress looked aggrieved, her eyes were a little red, and she didn't know how to explain it.

"Mr. Liu, I really didn't lie to you. Why don't you go to the kitchen and have a look in person? The landlady has already gotten angry several times."

My heart skipped a beat, and I just felt like something wasn't right about this.

At this time, the shouts of other guests came from the corridor.

"Waiter... your food is made using Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace. Does it have to wait seven or seventy-nine days for it to be cooked?"

"Waiter...why isn't the chicken I want ready yet? I've been waiting for more than an hour. Even the phoenix should be cooked by now!"

The whole restaurant was in chaos, with several waiters running around apologizing.

I squinted my eyes and already had some guesses in my mind.

Looking at the current situation, I am afraid that someone is deliberately causing trouble to prevent the restaurant from operating normally.

"Master Sang, I'm going to use the toilet."

Mr. Sang seemed to see what I was thinking, but he didn't stop me.

"Go and come back quickly."

I nodded and then got up and left the box.

The restaurant's kitchen was on the first floor. When I walked to the corner of the stairs, I heard a lot of people talking and it was already a mess.

"Add more dry firewood to make my fire more prosperous."

"Master Song, I specially poured diesel oil on the dry firewood. Now the fire is so strong that the bottom of the pot is already red."

The waiter sat slumped in front of the kitchen door, sweating profusely, with a look of helplessness on his face.

Chef Song touched his hand into the pot and threw the frying spoon out in anger.

"Wow, wow, the oil is still cold.

I have been cooking for more than 30 years, and I have never seen anything weird like this before. It’s so damn weird.

Feng Niang, I can’t stir-fry this dish today.”

A beautiful middle-aged woman wearing a floral hip-hugging dress with a sad face was none other than Feng Niang, the proprietress of Peng Yue Lou.

"How about we close the business today?"

"Now is the time to welcome customers. If we just turn people away without any reason, who of those regular customers will come back in the future?"

Everyone said something to me, but they were still helpless.

"I wonder if you can let me take a look?"

Everyone looked at me in unison, with doubts on their faces.

"This little brother, are you..." Feng Niang looked at me twice and asked.

"I'm here to eat. If I have nothing to do, come over and take a look."

Chef Song's face darkened, thinking that I was just a diner who came to see the excitement.

"Brother, it's very smoky in this kitchen, you'd better go outside and rest!"

Feng Niang raised her hand to signal Chef Song not to say anything, turned around and nodded politely to me.

"Little brother, I won't hide anything from you.

I don’t know which deity I have offended today, and the fire in the stove is not hot no matter how hard I burn it.

We are at our wits' end now and are preparing to close down."

I walked to the stove and observed it carefully. The flame in the stove was bright, but the oil pan was cold.

"As expected!"

Feng Niang was stunned for a moment, with a look of anticipation on her face.

"Could it be that little brother can see the secret behind this?"

I raised my eyebrows and hummed softly.
Chapter completed!