Fang Jizong felt sleepy listening to the two people talking about trivial matters, so he went straight back to his room to sleep.

I probably won’t go back to the old house today.

As Fang Zongtang listened to Song Yi's talk, she also started talking a lot.

"This is my first Spring Festival after ten years, so it would be nice if it was a little more lively. I'll prepare double the offerings to thank my great grandfather for his blessing!"

Song Yi had the same idea, but he didn't expect that the offerings could be doubled.

He has no say over the offerings.

Just listen!

Fang Zongtang had another idea. She was no longer sleepy after sleeping for several hours, so she went straight to the warehouse to look for something.

She wanted to prepare a stone banquet for her great grandfather to see.

Take out the granite cherry meat and place it on the table, followed by the emerald cabbage, agate pepper, winter melon, gourd, and large peaches.

After laying out everything and checking it out, the only thing left was the food for serving.

She has this one too.

There are plates and bowls in the warehouse, just find a suitable one to use as a cushion!

The stone banquet was still too bland, with only one meat dish to hold the scene. The others were not natural.

Just make do with it for now, and when you come across a nice-looking stone later, take it back.

"We have all the fruits, vegetables and meat. It's a little shabby, but it's still presentable!"

Song Yi looked at the table full of jade and agate and thought: What do you mean by not making do?

Find a few jades of similar color and size and start making Four Happiness Meatballs.

Prepare some traditional Beijing dishes!

After hammering away at it until a little after one o'clock, they had put together two kinds of meat dishes and four kinds of snacks and fruits.

Fang Jizong woke up in the morning, dazed, and saw the eight-immortals table was full of food. He grabbed some and stuffed them into his mouth when no one was watching.

One bite and I instantly woke up.

"Ugh! Why are they all stones?" Fang Jizong looked at the grapes in his hand with a look of disbelief that almost broke his teeth.

Song Yi heard the noise and went out. When he saw Fang Jizon's appearance, he knew what good thing he had done without asking.

Hurry up and pick up the grapes and look at them.

"Fortunately, the grapes are fine~" After looking at it, he put it back.

Fang Jizong quit.

"Father, not only are you not worried about my teeth, but you're also worried about the broken stone in front of me. Have you ever thought about how I feel?"

Song Yi glanced over and said, "If your mother knew that you left a tooth mark on something she had carved all night long, what do you think she would think?"

Fang Jizong swallowed hard: Then it’s not a question of whether I want to or not.

He quickly leaned over the grape to take a look. There seemed to be a faint tooth mark there, so he quickly and carefully turned the grape over.

You can't tell it this way, right?

Less than an hour after Lao Xing Tang opened, the mother and daughter who caused trouble yesterday came again.

This time there were four people, followed by a middle-aged man and a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old.

When Zhang Xingzu saw the four people trying to come in, he stopped them at the door.

"Didn't you teach me a lesson yesterday enough? Do you really want to stay in there?"

Fang Shanyue looked at Zhang Xingzu with a stern face: "Call the boss of this company out, I want to ask her a question!"

Zhang Xingzu was immediately so angry that he laughed.

"Who do you think you are? Do you think I'll call you if you ask me to?"

Fang Shanyue said coldly, "I am the real heir of Laoyu Street and Laoxingtang. You are using my ancestral assets. Do you really think there is no one left in the Fang family?"

When Zhang Xingzu heard the words "Laoyu Street", he immediately put away his joking face.

"You check us?"

Fang Shanyue put his hands behind his back and said, "Fang Jintang is my grandfather. Do I need to investigate this matter?"

Another person came and called my great-grandfather's name.

Fang Ruting found a backer, and said arrogantly: "My father left home to make a living many years ago. The old house on Laoyu Street is our Fang family's ancestral home. Laoxingtang was founded by my great-grandfather. If you dare to use it inappropriately, you will be held legally responsible. I will sue you for occupying other people's houses and using the name of an old brand inappropriately. You are the ones who should go to jail!"

Fang Jizong heard the quarrel and ran over.

"Why are you here again? How dare you cause trouble in front of our house? Do you know what this place is?"