Chapter 2

Mu Yu knew all the major vegetable markets in Cannes like the back of his hand. He had bargained in almost every one of them, but he had no impression of this one at all.

　　Before entering the door, Zhang Chang said that the variety of items was limited, but time was tight, and hoped that he would forgive him.

　　At that time, Mu Yu wanted to laugh, thinking that it was a fruit and vegetable supermarket, how limited could it be?

　　But when I came in and took a look, I realized that what Zhang Chang said was not exaggerating at all.

　　There were very few kinds of things inside, and it looked just like the sky outside, gray.

Mu Yu leaned forward to smell it, but there was no smell of food at all.

　　Then I looked at the vegetable prices. Wow, 95,000 for one eggplant?!

　　Korean Won or Indonesian Rupiah?

　　There were few dishes and not much meat, just a few strange-looking fish and shrimps and a big fat pig.

　　Zhang Chang took it all at once, and when the bill came, he spent more than 100 million. Mu Yu was so excited that his head was buzzing.

Later we arrived at Zhang Chang's house. Wow, it was a huge three-story villa with a swimming pool and a large garden.

　　But the room was empty and cold, without any sign of life.

　　It is indeed a new house.

　　There have been several theories about the origin of the housewarming party among the people.

　　One is that the new house is not clean and there are inevitably some evil spirits in it. If you move in rashly, the other party will regard you as an intruder and attack you.

The other situation is that the new house is Yin, and the living people are Yang. Before officially moving in, there must be enough Yang energy to warm the house. It is best to light a fire and cook a meal first to expel the Yin energy.

　　There was nothing in the room to entertain guests, so Zhang Chang apologized, "I came in a hurry, so I didn't prepare anything."

　　"So sudden?" Mu Yu said with a hint of citric acid.

　　He really can't guess what rich people are thinking. Look, this big villa was bought and decorated just like that.

　　It was difficult for me to even raise a down payment of 200,000 yuan.

　　"That's right. I had nothing when I came here. Fortunately, my family burned something for me..." Zhang Chang spread his hands, feeling helpless.

"Your family members didn't come with you?" They were brought here specially, so why don't they live together?

　　Zhang Chang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "How can they come just like that? I wish they would never come."

　　With limited ingredients, tight time and heavy workload, Mu Yu had to use all his skills to put together 18 dishes for each table.

　　Perhaps it was the encouragement of the money that Mu Yu felt that he cooked this meal with great enjoyment and did not feel tired at all.

　　Not even a drop of sweat.

　　The main dish on every table is braised pork elbow, a large plate of heavy and bright red, which is both delicious and beautiful.

As there was no time to marinate the pork in advance, Mu Yu poked many small holes in the pork elbow, put it into the pot first, and simmered it over low heat to ensure that all the good flavors penetrated into every fiber.

　　The dish of pork elbow is not actually that rare, but it is not easy to cook it well.

　　The large size means that it is very difficult to taste. It is often salty on the outside but bland on the inside.

　　But if you want the inside to be flavorful and colorful, you have to stew it vigorously, and then it is difficult to ensure a beautiful appearance.

　　Especially the stewed pig skin, which is rich in gelatin, soft, sticky and chewy, is a top delicacy. It would be a pity to spoil it.

There are certain rules for how to pierce the holes, how many holes to pierce, and in which direction to pierce.

　　And Mu Yu did it perfectly.

　　The pork elbow with a nice outline is fragrant, and the reddish-brown soup is sticky and drips along the skin texture shyly, which is quite beautiful like a girl in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty:

　　Plump and fit, with a touch of restraint in its unrestrainedness.

It looks intact now, but only those who have really eaten it know that as long as you grab the exposed bone and shake it gently, the fat and tender meat attached to it will fall off and roll into the sweet and delicious thick soup.

　　There were also a few pounds of small fish, and I didn't know what species they were, so I simply coated them in egg batter and fried them in a frying pan.

　　Fry until both sides are golden brown and crispy. Take a bite of it, eat it with the bones and meat together. The more you chew, the more delicious it becomes.

But strangely, Mu Yu couldn't smell any fragrance at all.

　　This... More and more mysteries popped up like bubbles in a washing machine, almost drowning him.

　　When Mu Yu turned around inadvertently, he was surprised to find that the table that was just empty was now full of people.

　　When did these people come? Why didn't I hear any noise?

　　And everyone seems to be a little gray.

　　As soon as the food was served, everyone came over and took a breath in unison.

　　Strangely enough, the moment the fragrance entered his nose, everything within Mu Yu's sight, including the people and the house, came alive.

　　It's like a black and white TV suddenly has color.

Mu Yu was surprised:

　　It smells so good!

　　Zhang Chang's fat face trembled, "It smells so good!"

　　Then he sighed to Mu Yu, "My wife cooked a full banquet for me before, but it didn't taste right! It was weird..."

　　Mu Yu thought to himself, your requirements are too harsh. That thing is not a home-cooked dish at all. It's good enough that your wife is willing to put in the effort to learn how to make it. How can she be so picky?

　　Everyone's face was filled with nostalgia, and they all said in unison: "It smells so good!"

"The guy who opened the supermarket is really cunning. How much money must he have saved? His descendants will be the second generation of cunning people in the future!"

　　"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Zhang. It's really different to eat it right after it's been prepared than just smelling it!"

　　"Yeah, I haven't used my teeth for some years..."

"You're lucky. You have children who honor you during every festival. But that little bastard I raised doesn't even remember that his father died!"

　　Everyone felt a lot of strange emotions, and after everything was swept away, they all bowed to Mu Yu.

　　The back was still straight, the legs were straight, and he pressed down like a person folded in half.

"Thank you, Master Mu!"

　　Mu Yu was frightened by this scene. He didn't know why, but a layer of white sweat suddenly appeared on the back of his neck. He grabbed the blue bag and ran downstairs.

　　Zhang Chang was anxious. I haven't even finished talking about the main thing yet! He was chasing after me like a ghost, "Master Xiaomu~Master Xiaomu~"

　　"Oh my god!"

　　Mu Yu was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He ran faster, but he accidentally stepped on empty air and fell face down with a cry.

"oops!"

　　Mu Yu jumped up and sat up.

　　Um?

　　Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, he was stunned.

　　Yes, in the store.

　　Oh, where's my money?!

　　I have such a huge pile of money!

　　He looked down and said, "Hiss!"

Who is so wicked as to secretly throw paper money for the dead on the table!

　　Even though Mu Yu was always brave, he still felt like his soul flew out from his crown for a few seconds.

　　Looking more closely, this stack of paper money looks really like RMB.

　　The patterns of different sizes are so real that they can be mistaken for the real thing, except that there is a "wan" added after the denomination of 100, and the issuing bank is also called " Hell Bank".

Now that he had woken up, Mu Yu's mind became clearer. Many of the places that he had originally thought to be suspicious gradually revealed their true colors, just like the forest after the morning mist had faded away.

　　No wonder an eggplant costs 95,000!

　　Feelings are not "given to him by his family", but "burned to him"!

　　Muyu had heard similar legends from his master before, about lonely ghosts with unfulfilled wishes who sought help from people who could communicate with yin and yang, but he had never experienced it himself.

But I'm just a cook!

　　You are such a big boss, no, a big ghost, you drive a luxury car and live in a luxury house, and your unfulfilled wish is just to have a meal?

　　Can you be a little more promising?

　　Muyu was very angry, but at the same time he felt wronged for himself.

　　Ten thousand yuan!

　　If only it were true.

　　He angrily grabbed the stack of paper money and was about to throw it into the trash can, but then he felt it was a bit of a waste.

　　On second thought, I might as well burn it for my master!

"Master, this is what I earned last night."

　　Mu Yu ran upstairs, squatted in front of the altar, and threw "money" into the copper basin one by one, looking very angry, like a puffer fish.

　　Making 100 million in one night was something I never dared to imagine before.

　　This thing looks like real money when it's displayed, and it looks even more like real money when it burns.

There were still a million faint traces of patterns on the burnt black and white ashes, dancing like gray butterflies as the air flow was raised when Mu Yu raised his hand.

　　Mu Yu sighed and lamented what happened last night. While feeling heartbroken, he suddenly remembered the complaints from those old diners last night.

　　Speaking of which, it has been almost a year since my master passed away. Apart from the daily three meals and gold ingots during festivals, I have never burned paper money for the dead.

Thinking back to the outrageous prices last night, Mu Yu wanted to grit his teeth.

　　The inflation is too severe. No wonder the paper money for the dead costs millions or even hundreds of millions. If we don't burn more, it will not be enough!

　　The old man has been a gourmet all his life, but now he is in the lower realms and can't even afford an eggplant.

　　No matter how hard it is, we cannot let the old man suffer.

　　Whatever other old men have, Master must have too!

　　So the next day, Mu Yu started to fold gold ingots.

He has been dexterous since he was young, and when his ten fingers move, they look as beautiful as white butterflies.

　　It takes others more than ten seconds to fold a gold ingot, but he can finish it in five or six seconds. When it is burning, the fire is particularly strong and the smoke is particularly straight.

　　People who know about it would say that this ingot is of good quality and that all the gods and ghosts passing by would like it.

Soon, the golden ingots piled up into a small hill.

　　When the light lit up, it is so bright that it is blinding.

　　I heard that if the deceased cannot let go of the living, they will come back secretly. Will Master come back?

　　As a result, what should have come didn't come, and what shouldn't have come came!

　　The next day, just after closing time, Muyu heard another knock on the door while he was sleeping!

　　"Master Xiaomu~"

　　Boom boom boom.

　　"Master Xiaomu~"

　　Boom boom boom.