Burning down my ex-husband's house! I won't raise these bastard children anymore

Gu Mobai hugged Lin Panpan and said, "Don't worry about my wife."

Baked Australian lobster with flamed cheese, large prawn balls with black truffle, charcoal-grilled black tiger prawns with lemongrass, braised sea cucumber in golden broth with fish maw, stir-fried king crab with spicy sauce, steamed abalone with caviar, stir-fried geoduck with black bean and pepper, baked seasonal vegetables in superior broth, blanched romaine lettuce, steamed scallops with vermicelli and garlic sauce, steamed grouper...

Bai Song looked at Lin Panpan and said, "These should all be your favorites, right? Try them and give me your opinion on the quality of my restaurant."

Lin Panpan nodded:

“The overall seasoning and cooking time are both solid, but there is still room for improvement in the details.

The cheese layer of the flame cheese baked Australian lobster was full of charred aroma, but unfortunately the fire was too close to the oven when it was lit, so the outer layer of the shrimp meat was slightly dry and the sweetness inside could not be completely locked in.

The black truffle prawn balls were creative, but the rich aroma of the black truffle overwhelmed the original flavor of the prawns, putting the cart before the horse.”

She scooped up a spoonful of braised sea cucumber in fish maw and golden soup and said:

“This golden soup is indeed well-made. The savory flavors of the scallops and ham are all melted into the gelatin. However, the sea cucumber was over-soaked, so it lacks the chewy texture.

The lemongrass charcoal-grilled black tiger prawns were cooked to perfection, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, but the spicy aroma of the lemongrass didn’t fully penetrate and only remained on the surface.”

Lin Panpan pointed to the baked vegetables in broth and the steamed scallops with vermicelli and garlic sauce:

“These two dishes were quite satisfactory, with the seasonal vegetables wrapped in the sweetness of the broth, and the scallop vermicelli absorbing the garlic aroma.

However, the steamed grouper was the highlight of the whole meal. The heat was precisely controlled, the fish skin was intact, and the fish meat was as smooth and tender as cream.

Even the fish bones were soaked in soy sauce, which was a nice touch.

Bai Song breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Finally, there's something that suits your taste. It seems you're an expert in food."

Gu Mobai said with a half-smile: "Bai Song, I didn't expect your family is also planning to do hotel business."

Bai Song said with a half-smile:

“Food is the most important thing for people. The path I take is different from that of my ancestors.

They tend to be conservative and only see the small picture in front of them, but I want to do business my way."

Gu Mobai nodded and said, "Isn't it? But your family is also in the tractor business?"

"My family doesn't have any needs in this regard, but my classmate is dealing with agriculture. Let's eat first, and then we can talk about the contract after we finish eating." Bai Song said.

After dinner, Bai Song took out the contract. After Lin Panpan finished reading it, Gu Mobai took it over and read it carefully again. He said, "This contract can be signed."

Bai Song rolled his eyes and said, "Of course there's no problem with this contract. Feel free to sign it. My friend does need a tractor."

Lin Panpan signed directly, and then heard Bai Song say, "Are you here to see antiques? Let me show you around! I know this place very well."

Lin Panpan became excited when she heard this: "Yes, this villa should be yours, right?"

Bai Song nodded and said:

“It used to be the emperor’s summer retreat, but it’s been abandoned.

I started tinkering with this place a little bit two years ago, and it's starting to look a bit better.

Come on, I'll show you around."

Bai Song led them deeper into the cave:

“When Emperor Qianlong traveled to the south of the Yangtze River, the artisans who accompanied him occupied half of the garden.

Those scattered gatherings at the foot of the mountain were just minor incidents."

After turning around the nine-curve corridor, a long bluestone street suddenly appeared in front of us.

Shops with black tiles and white walls are lined up one after another, and a gold-plated plaque hangs on each carved wooden door.

Bai Song pushed open the carved door of the nearest shop:

"See? Every shop here has its own treasure.

The Ming Dynasty Huanghuali armchair I just bought last week is worth at least 50,000 yuan.”

"This street is just the beginning." Bai Song led them through the moon-shaped gate, and the view suddenly opened up. Several antique buildings were being built beside the rippling artificial lake.

"We're going to build a snack street over there, inviting time-honored brands from all over the place." He pointed to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, where workers were releasing fish fry into the lakebed.

"If we dig a fish pond with running water, we can not only fish but also hold dragon boat races.

We plan to create a rural experience area on the back hill, where we’ll plant seasonal fruits and vegetables. Guests can pick their own vegetables, grind their own tofu, and then have a feast under the stars at night.”

Bai Song pointed to the brightly lit buildings not far away:

"See that restaurant over there? Every room is decorated in the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and you can see the garden view from the window.

Once the villa is fully operational, it will become a sleepless city integrating treasure appraisal, fine dining, and leisure activities.”

Gu Mobai looked at him and said, "That's a good idea, but your place isn't just like this, right? There's also gambling and brothels?"

Bai Song looked at him and said:

"Do you think the city that never sleeps can still be called the city that never sleeps without these things? It's all about making money! It all depends on your ability.

This street is full of antiques, you can go and have a look."

Bai Song pushed open a shop with a plaque that read "Boguzhai." The shopkeeper inside bowed and said, "Mr. Bai! You're finally here! Could you take a look at some of our new Tang Sancai ceramics?"

Bai Song nodded and said, "Then bring it up!"

On a sandalwood stand carried by four people, a Tang Dynasty three-colored camel-carrying musician figurine glowed with a warm luster.

The camel raises its head and neighs. The glaze colors are mainly yellow, green and white, and a gradient texture flows naturally among the colorful patterns. The blanket on the camel's hump is decorated with intricate patterns.

The five Hu musicians on the hunchback have different appearances, some are playing the flute with puffed cheeks, while others are plucking the strings of the zither. Even the folds of their clothes and beards are depicted in great detail, making them look lifelike.

Lin Panpan turned around and said, "This Tang Sancai really looks good."

Gu Mobai turned around and said, "Is this Tang Sancai fake?"

The shopkeeper snorted coldly, his triangular eyes narrowed slightly, and his calloused fingers gently tapped the mottled glaze of the Tang Sancai.

"Take a closer look at this Tang Sancai. We bought it for 50,000 yuan. How could it be fake?

They said it was just taken out of the tomb.

Look at the color, how vibrant it is! And take a closer look, that earthy smell, so authentic!"

Gu Mobai shrugged and said, "Okay! If you say it's true, then it's true. Antiques are hard to say. Sometimes you can't tell the actual price at all. Or maybe I'm just mistaken."

Bai Song looked at Lin Panpan and said, "Panpan, take a look around the store to see if there's anything you like. If there's an antique you like, feel free to take it. I'll give it to you today."

Lin Panpan walked around the antique shop filled with bronze vessels and calligraphy and paintings.

When she lifted the curtain and walked to the back door, her pupils suddenly dilated. A dozen wicker baskets were neatly stacked there.

"Are all these coins for sale?" Lin Panpan squatted down, his fingertips hovering above a Han Dynasty Wuzhu coin.

The shopkeeper nodded and said:

"Of course it has to be sold, otherwise why keep it here?

Some of these coins were bought from small shops in the countryside, while some were real things dug out from ancient tombs.

Five cents a piece, take your pick."