Chapter 217: Dining Room (5th Update)

The Qian family retreated from the situation and didn't bother him for many days.

Mo Hua was also happy and free and began to continue doing his own thing.

The weapon refining shop and the alchemy refining shop have been built, so he doesn't have to worry about it. There is another thing that he has wanted to do before.

One afternoon, An Xiaofu came to eat again.

He drank wine, ate meat, and chatted with everyone.

Perhaps because of the talent he inherited from his mother, An Xiaofu is very capable of listening to and telling gossip.

When he listens, others like to talk, and when he speaks, others also like to listen.

Mo Hua waved to him.

An Xiaofu was stunned for a moment when he saw it, then he looked happy and ran over immediately.

He ran closer and saw that there was nothing on the table in front of the ink painting. He couldn't help but said with a puzzled look:

"Nothing to eat?"

Mo Hua had no choice but to call him over because he thought he had something to eat...

"Have you decided what to do?" Mo Hua asked directly.

An Xiaofu sighed, "Not yet..."

Mo Hua said: "Do you want to open a restaurant?"

"Dining room?" An Xiaofu was stunned for a moment, "Our family already has a dining room..."

"Different."

An Xiaofu frowned and thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of any difference.

"Aren't the dining halls all the same?"

"The restaurant you open belongs to you."

"my own?"

An Xiaofu thought for a moment, then suddenly he had an idea and was startled, "You want me to kill my father and take the dining room at home as my own?"

Mo Hua was also startled, "How did you come up with this idea..."

"A businessman passed by two days ago, and I invited him to drink. He told me..."

An Xiaofu lowered his voice and secretly said to Mo Hua:

"It was said that there was a son who secretly killed his father and took possession of his father's monastic property, and he did it in a flawless manner. If the son hadn't spilled the beans when he was drunk, no one would have known about it..."

Mo Hua sighed, "No need to kill your father."

An Xiaofu breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest, "That's good, that's good."

Mo Hua continued: "You can open your own restaurant according to your own preferences."

"My own preferences?"

An Xiaofu still doesn't quite understand.

"Do you like eating here?"

An Xiaofu nodded.

"Do you like to hear stories?"

"like."

"Do you like eating the monster meat here?"

An Xiaofu nodded harder.

"Do you understand?" Mo Hua said.

An Xiaofu probably understood, his eyes gradually brightened, but he still doubted:

"But I have nothing."

"What do you need to open a dining room?"

An Xiaofu counted, "I need spiritual stones, a small building, a chef, recipes, a stove, and manpower..."

"I will take care of the stove, you can ask my mother for the meal recipes, and you can ask Mr. An for the spiritual stones, venue and manpower.

"My grandfather?"

"Um."

An Xiaofu felt timid, "My grandfather won't agree..."

"How would you know if you don't ask?"

"But……"

"Do you want to open this restaurant?" Mo Hua asked.

An Xiaofu tried to think about it as Mo Hua said, and nodded seriously: "I thought so!"

"If you want to do it, you have to work hard to do it."

An Xiaofu felt a little scared when he thought of his grandfather.

Mo Hua said: "The more you are afraid of some things, the less you dare to do them. The less you do them, the more afraid you will be."

An Xiaofu muttered, not knowing what he was talking about.

"Will your grandpa hit you?"

"I usually don't fight, but my father will fight..."

"Are you afraid that your father will glare at you?"

An Xiaofu nodded.

"Then just think that your grandfather has glared at you and beaten you again, and then you go and talk to him."

An Xiaofu was stunned.

"He stared at him and hit him, so what are you afraid of?"

An Xiaofu suddenly realized that he was no longer afraid, "It seems to make sense..."

Mo Hua patted him on the shoulder, "If you don't work hard for what you like now, you will regret it in the future."

An Xiaofu felt endless courage coming from his body and nodded seriously.

But this courage dissipated as soon as I got home.

Thinking of his grandfather and his father, he was still instinctively afraid.

He couldn't tell what he was afraid of, but he was very afraid.

An Xiaofu couldn't eat and couldn't sleep at night. He wanted to go to Mo Hua's restaurant, but he felt ashamed of Mo Hua and was too embarrassed to go.

Mo Hua encouraged him so much, but he backed down, which made An Xiaofu blame himself.

An Xiaofu's mother was extremely worried when she saw him like this:

"I asked you to eat less, but I didn't ask you not to eat either."

An Xiaofu whispered: "Mom, it's not..."

"You haven't thought about food and tea these days. Is there something on your mind?"

An Xiaofu couldn't speak.

She couldn't guess what her son was thinking, so she could only say: "You should eat first, then you will have the strength to think about things."

An Xiaofu had no appetite at first, but after eating a few bites, he suddenly wanted to eat again, and finally wolfed it down until he was full.

After eating, the courage that disappeared suddenly came out again.

An Xiaofu said with a tragic face: "Mom, I'm going."

His mother looked confused, what happened to this child...

An Xiaofu walked through the long corridor with a mentality of looking forward to death, and finally came to Mr. An's study.

This road almost exhausted all his strength.

An Xiaofu stood there for a long time, and when he regained some courage, he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and stepped over the threshold of the study.

Grandpa An knew that his grandson was coming.

When he was a carefree child, Xiaofu often came here to play alone.

But since he was seven or eight years old, he never took the initiative to approach the study.

Maybe he grew up and became sensible, or maybe he could understand other people's expressions.

The child looked young, but in fact he was extremely sharp, but this sharpness was close to instinct, and the child himself might not be aware of it.

For some reason, he suddenly came here again this time.

But this heroic look, as if he was going to the execution ground...

Grandpa An looked at him with mixed feelings.

"I am his grandfather after all. At most I will blame him a few words, and I won't eat him. Why are you so scared..."

An Xiaofu mustered up his courage and finally took the initiative to stand in front of Grandpa An.

"Xiaofu, is there anything wrong?"

Grandpa An asked, trying to make his voice sound more kind.

An Xiaofu stuttered for a long time before he said:

"Grandpa, I...I want to open...a restaurant."

Grandpa An frowned, "Hasn't the An family already opened many restaurants?"

An Xiaofu was a little timid, but still said, "I want to open one myself."

"Why do you suddenly want to open a restaurant? Did anyone tell you anything?" Grandpa An asked calmly.

An Xiaofu felt that people should be loyal, so he didn't show Mo Hua, but just said:

"No one told me anything, I wanted to open it myself."

Grandpa An raised his eyebrows slightly, "What about the venue and the spiritual stones used as capital?"

An Xiaofu said: "Ask Grandpa for them!"

This statement was a little bit justified.

Grandpa An was a little surprised, and asked again: "What about the meals and recipes?"

"I already have a way."

"What about the stove?"

"I'll find someone to refine it."

"What about the formation on the stove?"

"Mo Hua will help me draw it."

An Xiaofu blurted it out.

When it comes to formations, the only thing he can think of subconsciously is Mo Hua...

Grandpa An understood.

But he didn't feel dissatisfied, but rather quite happy.

Mo Hua can help An Xiaofu, no matter what he does, it's a good thing.

Grandpa An pretended to be in deep thought and didn't speak.

An Xiaofu was on pins and needles, expecting and nervous, his heart was in turmoil, and sweat kept coming out of his chubby forehead.

Grandpa An felt that it was almost done, so he nodded and said, "I agree."

An Xiaofu was overjoyed and opened his eyes wide, "Really?"

Grandpa An nodded and said, "Go to your father and ask for whatever you need, and say that I agree, and he can't shirk it."

"Oh oh." An Xiaofu nodded repeatedly and ran out immediately.

Halfway through the run, he suddenly remembered something and immediately ran back, saying respectfully:

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

Grandpa An shook his head and said helplessly: "Go."

An Xiaofu ran out again, his whole body immersed in joy, his feet soft, as if he was stepping on cotton.

An Xiaofu found his father, An Yonglu, and told him what his grandfather said.

An Yonglu was surprised, "No way."

"Grandpa agreed!"

An Xiaofu became more confident.

An Yonglu didn't believe it, but he also knew that his son was not brave enough to lie to him so much, not to mention lying in the name of the old man.

An Yonglu agreed, and after An Xiaofu left happily, he went to find Grandpa An.

"Dad, Xiaofu's matter..."

"Just let him do it."

"But..."

"No buts, how many spirit stones does it cost to open a restaurant? Mo Hua is willing to help him, all of this is worth it."

"Why would Mo Hua help Xiaofu?" An Yonglu was a little confused.

"Maybe they have some friendship." Old Master An glanced at An Yonglu indifferently, "Your son has more face than you in Mo Hua's eyes. If you ask Mo Hua for help, she may not pay attention to you."

An Yonglu smiled awkwardly.

"But," An Yonglu asked again in confusion, "Why do you want to open a restaurant?"

Although a restaurant can also earn spirit stones, it is definitely not as good as a weapon refining business or an alchemy business.

What is the purpose of Mo Hua opening this restaurant?

Old Master An couldn't figure it out for a while, but although Mo Hua was a formation master, he was still a child after all.

Sometimes he really couldn't figure out what the child was thinking.

"It's probably just a small fight, just for fun."

Grandpa An sighed, and then instructed An Yonglu:

"Whatever Xiaofu wants, just give it to him. It's just a restaurant, let them do it, just consider it as a good relationship with Mo Hua."

An Yonglu nodded, "Okay, Dad."

An Xiaofu mustered up all his courage, met his grandfather, told him his request, and his grandfather agreed.

The restaurant he wanted to open was also settled.

An Xiaofu felt that he had accomplished his mission and did not disappoint Mo Hua's expectations, and he was really relieved.

That afternoon, he happily went to Mo Hua's restaurant again.

He completed the task, and now he had the "face" to meet Mo Hua again.

Mo Hua praised him and treated him to a lot of good food.

An Xiaofu was very moved and decided to eat back all the food he had been hungry for the past few days.

Then it was the preparation of the restaurant.

The preparation of the restaurant was much simpler than that of the equipment refining business or the alchemy business.

What's more, Anjia has opened so many restaurants, and everything is done easily. From site selection to labor, Anjia handles it all by himself, and there is no need to worry about Mo Hua.

The only things that need to be concerned about in ink painting are the stove and the formation on the stove.

The stove in the restaurant was made by Mo Hua at the request of Master Chen, and the formations were also painted on by Mo Hua.

However, at that time, the level of ink painting formations was still very low, the stove was relatively small, the heat was not very high, and its functions were average.

Mo Hua also suggested changing it, but Liu Ruhua disagreed.

This was used when the restaurant first opened, and the formations inside were also drawn by Mo Hua himself. She has become accustomed to using them for a long time, and she doesn't want to waste spiritual stones to replace them.

But now that the dining room is newly opened, a small stove will definitely not work, so Mo Hua wants to make a larger first-grade stove.

Mo Hua went to ask Master Chen, and Master Chen naturally agreed.

I have refined a first-grade weapon refining furnace and a first-grade alchemy furnace, not to mention a stove.

The weapon refining manual was found by Master Chen, and the materials were provided by Elder Yu. Then the weapon refining masters worked together, and the stove was completed in less than a week.

The refined stove is two people tall and is made of strong and durable materials. Its shape is somewhat different from that of the weapon refining furnace and the alchemy furnace. The details of the decorations are less fairy-like and more pyrotechnic.

This stove is already a first-grade spiritual weapon.

Mo Hua looked very satisfied.

After that, he drew a simplified version of the first-grade molten fire spirit control complex inside the stove.

This set of complex formations can also control the size of the fire, and also has a cold air formation to cool down, but it only contains a first-grade molten fire formation.

It's just for cooking, not for refining weapons. One pair is enough.

If the firepower is too high, it will easily burn out the stove.

The stove has been built and the dining room has been repaired.

The location of the restaurant is not on North Street, but on South Street where casual cultivators live.

There is Anjia's own Lingshan Restaurant on Beijie Street, so there is no point in opening another one, and Mohua doesn't want to open on Beijie.

He opened this restaurant because he wanted to allow casual cultivators to eat cheap meat.

So it was natural to open it on South Street where there were many casual cultivators.

The restaurant is named "Fushan Tower" in the hope that all casual cultivators at the bottom of Tongxian City will have a good taste. Even if life is hard, they will always be happy if they can eat something delicious.

Half of Fushan Building belongs to An Xiaofu and half to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua gave his half of the share to his mother.

Liu Ruhua disagreed, and Mo Hua said:

"Mom, what's mine belongs to you too. Please help me take care of this dining room first."

Liu Ruhua couldn't argue with Mo Hua, so he had no choice but to agree.

The recipes in the dining room are provided by Liu Ruhua, and the chef also receives guidance from Liu Ruhua, but she does not need to do the work herself. On weekdays, it is better to just look at restaurants and study the recipes.

An Xiaofu is responsible for managing the specific affairs of the dining room.

An Xiaofu is the young master of the An family. Even if he doesn't know how to do it, the An family will find someone to teach him. Even if you are not familiar with it at the beginning and make some mistakes, it will not matter. As time goes by, you will naturally become more comfortable dealing with others.

Although An Xiaofu is a member of the family, he is kind-hearted and sincere towards others, so he is actually very suitable for the restaurant business.

What's more, the An family is in the catering business. An Xiaofu has been exposed to it since he was a child, so he will learn faster and do better.

This is also the reason why Mo Hua pulled An Xiaofu and the An family behind him to buy shares.

He didn't want his mother to be too tired.

It is very hard to open a restaurant, let alone a restaurant that is larger than a restaurant.

An Xiaofu is chubby and likes to eat. It doesn't matter if he is a little tired, he can lose weight.

But his mother is not in good health and cannot be affected. She only needs to concentrate on studying the recipes, cook occasionally on weekdays, and make delicious food.

I did what I wanted to do, and it wasn’t too hard.

The ink painting is very thoughtful.

This chapter cannot be separated, so let’s combine the two chapters.