It’s just that this heroic expression looks like he is going to the execution ground...

Mr. An looked in a complicated mood.

"I am also his grandfather after all. I can only scold him a few times, but I won't eat him. As for the fear of being like this..."

An Xiaofu plucked up the courage and finally stood in front of Mr. An.

"Xiao Fu, is something wrong?"

Mr. An asked, trying to sound as kind as possible.

An Xiaofu stammered for a long time before finally speaking:

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

Mr. An frowned, "Didn't the An family already open many restaurants?"

An Xiaofu was a little timid, but he still had to bite the bullet and said, "I want to open my own restaurant."

"Why do you suddenly want to open a restaurant? Who told you what?" Mr. An asked calmly.

An Xiaofu felt that a person should be loyal, so he did not confess the ink painting, but just said:

"No one said anything to me, I just decided on my own."

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

An Xiaofu said: "Ask Grandpa and you want it!"

When I say this, I feel a little bit confident.

Mr. An was a little surprised and asked again: "Where are the meals and recipes?"

"I already have a way."

"Where's the stove?"

"I'm looking for someone to practice."

"Where's the formation on the stove?"

"Mo Hua will help me draw."

An Xiaofu blurted out.

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

Mr. An understood.

But he didn't feel dissatisfied, on the contrary, he was quite happy.

Ink painting can help An Xiaofu, no matter what he does, it is a good thing.

Mr. An pretended to be thoughtful and said nothing.

An Xiaofu was sitting on pins and needles, expecting and feeling anxious at the same time. His heart was in a state of turmoil, and sweat kept dripping from his chubby forehead.

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

An Xiaofu was so happy that he opened his eyes wide, "Really?"

Mr. An nodded and said: "Go to your father and ask for whatever you need. Just say that I agreed to it. He is not allowed to shirk the blame."

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

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

"Thank you grandpa!"

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

An Xiaofu ran out again. His whole body was immersed in joy, and the soles of his feet were as soft as stepping on cotton.

An Xiaofu went to his father An Yonglu and told his grandfather what he said.

An Yonglu was surprised, "No way."

"Grandpa promised!"

An Xiaofu became more confident.

An Yonglu didn't believe it, but he also knew that his son was not brave enough to make such a big fuss with him, let alone lie using the old man's name.

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

"Dad, this matter about Xiao Fu..."

"Just rely on him."

"But……"

"It's nothing but, how many spiritual stones does it cost to open a restaurant, and Mo Hua is willing to help him, it's all worth it."

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

"I guess there is some friendship." Mr. An glanced at An Yonglu indifferently, "In Mo Hua's place, your son has more respect than you. If you ask Mo Hua for help, they may not pay attention to you."

An Yonglu smiled.

"But," An Yonglu asked doubtfully, "why open a dining room?"

Although the dining hall can also earn spiritual stones, it is definitely not as good as the weapon refining shop and the alchemy shop.

Why did Mo Hua open this restaurant?

Mr. An couldn't understand it for a moment, but although Mo Hua was a formation master, he was still a child after all.

Sometimes the child is really unsure of what he is thinking.

"I guess it's just a small fight, just having fun."

Mr. An sighed and ordered An Yonglu:

"You can just give the little rich man whatever he wants. It's just a dining room. Let them do what they want. Then you'll have a good relationship with that kid Mo Hua."

An Yonglu nodded, "Okay, Dad."

An Xiaofu mustered up all his courage, met with his grandfather, and expressed his request, and his grandfather agreed.

The restaurant he wants to open is also in place.

An Xiaofu felt relieved that he had accomplished his mission and had not lived up to Mo Hua's expectations.

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

He completed the task and now has the "face" to meet Mo Hua.

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

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

After that comes the preparation of the dining room.

The preparation of the dining hall is much simpler than that of the weapon refining shop or the alchemy refining shop.

What's more, Anjia has opened so many restaurants, and everything is done with ease. 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 hand-drawn by Mo Hua. 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-class 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.

Master Chen found the weapon refining manual and the materials were provided by Elder Yu. Then the weapon refining masters worked together and the stove was finished 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.

The ink painting looks very satisfying.

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 making 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 dining building 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 Mo Hua doesn't want to open it on Beijie Street either.
To be continued...