Chen Ku analyzed, "Xie Qingfeng can produce Eighty Thousand Taels without blinking, so he wouldn't be stingy over twenty thousand taels worth of Iron Essence. It seems... Alas, this Iron Essence is indeed difficult to gather." He sighed, realizing he could only wait silently.
Stepping out of the room, he saw family members in the courtyard. His sister-in-law, the cook, and the maid were all busy in the kitchen. When his sister-in-law saw Chen Ku emerge, she called out softly, "Brother, are sixteen dishes—eight cold and eight hot—enough for tonight?"
"That's enough. After Master Li finishes these dishes this afternoon, he needs to go back for New Year's too. The maids and Long-term Workers will also be leaving; it'll just be our family of four at home."
Chen Ku smiled, "Besides, I expect when Big Sister and Brother-in-law come over tonight, they'll also bring a few boxes of dishes."
