“There is nothing but. How many Spirit Stones does it take to open a Food Building? If Mo Hua is willing to help him, all these are worth it.”
“Why would Mo Hua help Xiaofu?” An Yonglu was confused.
“Probably has something to do with their relationship,” Old Master An casually glanced at An Yonglu, “In Mo Hua’s eyes, your son has more face than you. If you asked Mo Hua for help, he might not even bother with you.”
An Yonglu gave an embarrassed laugh.
“But,” An Yonglu voiced his confusion again, “why does he want to open a Food Building?”
Although a Food Building could also earn Spirit Stones, it was certainly not as lucrative as an Artifact Refinery or an Alchemist’s Business.
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What was Mo Hua’s purpose for opening this Food Building?
Old Master An couldn’t figure it out for a moment, but although Mo Hua was a Formation Master, he was still just a child after all.
Sometimes, what a child had in mind was truly elusive to him.
“Probably just fooling around, doing it for fun, I guess.”
Old Master An sighed and then instructed An Yonglu:
“Whatever Xiaofu wants, just give it to him. It’s just a meal building, let them do as they please. Consider it building a good relationship with that child Mo Hua.”
An Yonglu nodded, “Alright, Dad.”
Xiaofu mustered all his courage, met with his grandfather, and made his request, which his grandfather also agreed to.
The location for the meal building he wanted to open was decided.
Xiaofu felt he had accomplished his mission, not having let Mo Hua down, and he let out a sigh of relief.
That afternoon, he went to Mo Hua’s eatery, happy and excited.
He had completed his task, and now had the “face” to see Mo Hua again.
Mo Hua praised him and treated him to a lot of good food.
Xiaofu was deeply touched and decided to make up for the past few days of hunger.
Then, the preparation for the Food Building began.
Compared to the Refinery Shop or the Alchemist’s Business, setting up the Food Building was much simpler.
Moreover, since the An family had opened so many Food Buildings before, everything was routine for them, from selecting the location to hiring workers. The An family handled it all, with no need for Mo Hua to worry.
The only thing Mo Hua had to care about were the stoves and the formations on them.
The stoves in the eatery were made by Master Chen at Mo Hua’s request, and the formations were also drawn by Mo Hua.
However, at that time Mo Hua’s skill in formations was still quite rudimentary, the stoves were relatively small, the fire was not very impressive, and the functionality was average.
Mo Hua suggested replacing it, but Liu Ruhua disagreed.
It was the original stove used since the eatery had opened, and the formations had been personally drawn by Mo Hua. She had become accustomed to it over the years, and she didn’t want to waste Spirit Stones to replace it.
But now, for the new Food Building, the small stove would definitely not suffice, and Mo Hua wanted to refine a larger, first-grade stove.
Mo Hua went to request Master Chen’s help, who naturally agreed right away.
He had already refined first-grade Refining Furnaces and Alchemy Furnaces, so a stove would be a piece of cake.
The Artifice Manual was provided by Master Chen, the materials were provided by Elder Yu, and then the Artifact Refiners worked together. In less than a week, the stove was ready.
The refined stove was two-person tall, made of sturdy and durable materials, and had a different shape from the Refining Furnace and Alchemy Furnace, with fewer immortal patterns and a bit more of an earthly feel.
This stove was already up to the standard of a first-grade Spiritual Artifact.
Mo Hua looked at it and was very satisfied.
After that, he drew a simplified version of the first-grade Melting Fire and Controlling Spirit Compound Formation inside the stove.
This Compound Formation could also control the intensity of the fire and had a Cold Air Formation for cooling, but it only contained one set of first-grade Melting Fire Formation.
Cooking food didn’t need Artifact Refining, one set was enough.
If the fire was too strong, it could easily damage the stove.
Once the stove was built, the Food Building was also renovated.
The location of the Food Building was not on North Main Street but was chosen on South Main Street, where Loose Cultivators lived.
With the An family’s Spiritual Meal Building on North Main Street, opening another there was pointless, and besides, Mo Hua didn’t want to open one on North Street either.
He opened this meal building wanting the Loose Cultivators to be able to afford meat.
So naturally, he chose the heavily populated South Street.
The meal building was named “Fulu Building,” hoping that all the Loose Cultivators in Tongxian City could have some good luck, and despite a tough life, having something delicious to eat would always bring some happiness.
Half of the Fulu Building belonged to Xiaofu and the other half to Mo Hua.
Mo Hua entrusted his half to his mother.
Liu Ruhua disagreed, but Mo Hua said:
“Mom, what’s mine is yours too. You can look after this meal building for me first.”
Liu Ruhua couldn’t win the argument against Mo Hua, so she had to agree.
The recipes for the meal building were provided by Liu Ruhua, and the Meal Masters were also guided by her, but she didn’t need to do the hard work. She just needed to continue managing the eatery and study the culinary recipes.
The specifics of the meal building were taken care of by Xiaofu.
Xiaofu was a young master of the An family. Even if he didn’t know how, the An family would find someone to teach him. Even if he made some mistakes at first, it wasn’t a big deal. With time, he naturally became adept at dealing with people.
Xiaofu, although a member of the clan, was kind-hearted and sincere, actually very suitable for the meal building business.
Moreover, the An family was already in the meal building business. Raised in this environment, Xiaofu would learn faster and do better.
This was why Mo Hua pulled Xiaofu in, along with the support of the An family behind him.
He did not want his mother to work too hard.
Running an eatery was strenuous, not to mention a meal building that was even larger.
Xiaofu, chubby and fond of eating, could stand to lose some weight with the work, whereas his mother, with her frail health, should not be overworked. She just needed to focus on devising recipes, occasionally cooking delicious food.
She would do what she wanted without the stress.
Mo Hua had thought everything through very carefully.