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Meng Liang Dong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stood up, and walked over to the wardrobe, cautiously peering inside and scrutinizing it carefully. He even opened the drawers to check, fearing that something dreadful might jump out while they were getting affectionate later.

"And that cabinet!" Mo Sanniang, after inspecting under the bed, pointed at a cabinet she had brought from her parent’s home and asked Meng Liang Dong to check it.

After inspecting the wardrobe, Meng Liang Dong surveyed the entire room three times over before he felt relieved. He even picked up the washbasin behind the door and studied it for a long time.

The ruckus caused by Liuzi and the others had exhausted the two of them, and they sat on the edge of the bed panting heavily.

As they sat, Mo Sanniang suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Those guys, haven’t they ever heard of ’Thirty years change the fortunes of the river’s east and west side’? When it’s their turn to get married, let’s see how I get back at them!"

Meng Liang Dong also laughed, but when he turned to see the beautiful smiling face beside him quiver with amusement, his heart fluttered slightly, and his hands began to wander...

Once the wedding affairs of Meng Liang Dong and Mo Sanniang were over, the businesses of Fuman Building and Rice Flower Fragrance still had to continue.

On this day, before the usual dining hour, Fuman Building welcomed a special guest.

Shopkeeper Liu was tallying up accounts in front of the counter when he heard an extremely arrogant voice.

"Shopkeeper! Bring me your finest wine and dishes! I’ve got plenty of silvers!"

Shopkeeper Liu’s brows unconsciously furrowed as he looked up to see the self-proclaimed "Master" swaggering to the best seat in the house.

"Shopkeeper?" The waiters, sensing that this "Master" might be difficult to serve, all came over to Shopkeeper Liu for instructions.

Having been in business for so many years, Shopkeeper Liu had seen all sorts of customers, and this "Master" was no exception.

But this "Master" really wasn’t much of a master! Despite his deliberate efforts to wear a dark purple robe and stick a pair of fake mustaches on his face, his disguise was unconvincing. The mustaches, in particular, wobbled precariously under his nose, tantalizingly close to falling off no matter how he moved his mouth, provoking an unshakable itch in the onlooker’s heart, almost compelling someone to rush forward and rip off that irritating patch!

Clearly a young man, he was trying so hard to make himself look old, there had to be a catch!

Shopkeeper Liu muttered to himself, yet he remained outwardly polite and enthusiastic.

"What would you like to order, sir? Our Fuman Building is the best restaurant within ten miles, we have ’Four Joys Greeting the Door’, ’Peony Blossom’, Boiled Fish..."

"Stop!" Before Shopkeeper Liu could finish, the "Master" gestured dismissively, interrupting him, "I said bring me the best wine and the best dishes! Don’t worry about the expense; I’ve got plenty of silver notes!"

As he spoke, he indeed pulled out a hundred-tael silver note from his bosom and slapped it on the table.

Shopkeeper Liu chuckled to himself, now certain that this "Master" was nothing but a spoiled rich second-generation, recklessly squandering his family’s wealth on food and drink.

With this in mind, Shopkeeper Liu readily agreed, ordering the waiters to serve Fuman Building’s signature dishes. Since this customer was wealthy, why not let him experience the pain of squandering money, he thought, as such rich and dissolute young masters deserved.

Only this time, Shopkeeper Liu had completely misjudged the situation.

As soon as the waiters served the dishes, the "Master’s" true colors were revealed.

Shopkeeper Liu was about to get back to his accounts when he was loudly summoned, "Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, come here, quickly!"

Startled by the urgency in his voice, Shopkeeper Liu thought something serious had happened. However, upon arriving, he saw the "Master" frowning and picking at the food with his chopsticks, critiquing it.

"Look at this, look at this, what kind of dish is this? Is this the renowned bean curd from Fuman Building? Good heavens, how can it be so tough? The texture is all wrong from frying! If this could pass as a signature dish, I think Fuman Building might as well close down for good!"

Shopkeeper Liu, looking at the Four Joys Fortune Bag, was perplexed; the dish had always been well-received since its launch, and no one had ever complained about the bean curd being tough. How could this young man...

Before Shopkeeper Liu could finish his thought, the young man was already ranting about another dish, "What is this supposed to be?"

Shopkeeper Liu glanced at it and quickly replied, "This is hot and sour shredded potatoes, also one of the most popular dishes at Fuman Building. This potato is only available at our main building and a few branches, other restaurants simply..."