Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 255 A Leisurely Day for the Senior and Junior Brothers

After sitting in the cat café for a while and playing with the cats, the two got up to say goodbye. Before leaving, Feng Xiaolu reluctantly stroked the head of the Ragdoll cat.

Stepping out of the cat cafe, the outside noise returned. Feng Xiaolu checked the time. "Junior brother, let's go to the internet cafe!"

Chen Anran smiled helplessly and let her pull him toward the internet cafe.

The internet cafe is quite large, with the four characters "Yun Yin Wang Yu" (Cloud Hidden Internet Domain) written in a flamboyant style on its signboard. It is said that Zhao Mengmeng specially commissioned a famous calligrapher to write the characters.

The internet cafe was deserted; after all, few people who came here to play games would actually use the internet. It could be said that Zhao Mengmeng spent a considerable amount of money to build this place specifically for her third senior uncle.

The two pushed open the door and entered. The interior space was spacious, decorated in a minimalist, high-tech style, yet cleverly incorporating many elements of cultivation: the walls were decorated with antique-style cloud patterns and sword-shaped light strips, and the areas were named "Foundation Building Area," "Golden Core Area," and "Nascent Soul Area," with progressively upgraded equipment. There weren't many customers in the store, scattered in various areas, most wearing headphones and immersed in their own worlds.

The receptionist was a young man wearing glasses, who was reading a book when he heard the door open. He looked up and immediately gave Feng Xiaolu a familiar smile: "Sister Feng is here! Your usual seat was saved for you."

"Xiao Zhang's on duty today?" Feng Xiaolu greeted him with a grin, pulling Chen Anran straight to a booth by the window at the back. "A VIP seat in the 'Nascent Soul Zone,' great view, top-of-the-line equipment, and excellent soundproofing!"

The booth was spacious, with two high-end peripherals gleaming softly, and the large curved screen was spotless. Feng Xiaolu turned on the computer with practiced ease, saying to Chen Anran, "This was specially reserved for me by Mengmeng, who said it's my Third Senior Uncle's private 'cave dwelling.' How about it, isn't it impressive?"

Chen Anran sat down next to her, looking at the gorgeous login screen on the screen, and sighed, "Third Senior Sister really knows how to enjoy life."

"That's right!" Feng Xiaolu proudly raised her chin and quickly tapped a game icon. "Come on, let's duo queue! I recently practiced a new hero, it's super strong!"

Unable to resist her enthusiasm, Chen Anran also logged into her account.

The two played three or four games together, with wins and losses. Feng Xiaolu would cheer for his brilliant moves and beat his chest in frustration for his silly mistakes. Their lively demeanor made several young guests who were secretly watching them nearby chuckle.

After playing for more than an hour, Feng Xiaolu finally logged out of the game with satisfaction, rubbing her slightly sore wrists: "That was awesome! I heard that a gunfight game called Delta Force will be released next year. We need to be among the first to play it next year."

"You're too playful," Chen Anran shook her head and chuckled, glancing at the darkening sky outside the window. "Isn't it about time? Time to go eat."

"Let's go eat!" Feng Xiaolu immediately stood up.

As the two left the internet cafe, the resort's nighttime atmosphere was quite charming, with antique-style lanterns illuminating the main street, casting a warm yellow glow. There were still many tourists, but the atmosphere was more relaxed than during the day. Many shops had set up night market stalls, selling trinkets like light-up headbands and handmade sachets, attracting young women to stop and browse.

Upon entering Xian Shan Fang, the place remained deserted. The exorbitant prices deterred many people. Only a few private rooms were filled with voices, presumably from Chairman Zhao's circle of wealthy individuals.

"Master! Third Martial Uncle! Over here!" Fatty Li, wearing an apron, was carrying a large plate of steaming dishes from the kitchen. Upon seeing them, his round face immediately lit up with a smile, and he quickly approached, "A seat has been reserved for you two, by the window, quiet!"

He led the two to a small square table inside, quickly wiped the already gleaming surface, and handed them the menu: "Master, what would you like to eat? Today we have fresh spring fish, the meat is especially tender; and we also have our newly developed 'Hundred Treasures Stewed Spirit Chicken,' made with more than ten kinds of warming and nourishing spiritual vegetables, simmered over low heat for four hours, it's extremely nourishing, perfect for you to eat now, Master!"

Chen Anran took the menu and glanced at it. The names of the dishes were getting more and more elaborate these days, such as "Jadeite Vegetable Rolls," "Cloud and Mist Mountain Delicacies Stew," and "Golden Abundance"...

"You can arrange it as you see fit. Keep it light, just enough for the two of us." Chen Anran handed the menu back.

"Alright!" Fatty Li replied loudly, "I guarantee Master and Senior Uncle will be satisfied!"

While waiting for the food to be served, Chen Anran looked around the restaurant. She saw Fatty Li moving between the private rooms, greeting customers attentively with a warm, friendly smile on his face. He occasionally chatted with regular customers, creating a harmonious atmosphere. From the kitchen, she could faintly hear the sounds of clattering spatulas and rising flames, everything proceeding smoothly and efficiently.

"The environment here at Fatty's place is getting better and better." Feng Xiaolu rested her chin on her hand, her gaze following Fatty Li. "It seems he really enjoys doing this."

"Having a skill, being able to support oneself, and being able to contribute to the sect is a good thing," Chen Anran said gently. He recalled Li Pangzi's apprehensive yet devout appearance when he first took him as a disciple, and now it seemed that he had made the right choice.

Before long, the dishes were served one after another. The steamed spirit fish was indeed exceptionally delicious, with tender flesh and the sweet taste of spring water. The Hundred Treasures Stewed Spirit Chicken Soup was golden in color and rich in aroma. The chicken was stewed until tender and melted in your mouth. The flavor of the medicinal herbs was infused into the soup, making it mellow and mild. Drinking it warmed my stomach and even made my meridians feel more relaxed. The stir-fried dishes were also refreshing and delicious, with crisp and tender spirit vegetables cooked to perfection.

"Mmm! Delicious!" Feng Xiaolu's eyes lit up as she ate, showering him with praise. "Fatty, did you change chefs again? This chicken soup is amazing!"

Fatty Li rubbed his hands together, standing by the table with a sheepish grin: "I'm glad Third Uncle likes it! The chefs in the kitchen haven't changed. It's just that I've been working on this soup for a long time, and I've had the kitchen staff revise the herbal ingredient ratios several times. I'm just worried that the flavor might be too strong or too nourishing. Master, what do you think? Is it to your liking?"

"Very good." Chen Anran nodded approvingly. "The heat and seasoning were well controlled, and the spiritual energy was well preserved. Thank you for your hard work."

Upon receiving his master's approval, Fatty Li grinned from ear to ear. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he went to attend to other customers.

The two ate quietly, the warmth and deliciousness of the food relaxing their minds and bodies. Outside the window, night deepened, and the glow of lanterns cast warm spots of light on the stone path.

After finishing her meal, Feng Xiaolu licked her lips with lingering satisfaction, glancing at Chen Anran: "Junior Brother, what's next..."

"I know, Cloud Hidden Bar."

Stepping out of Xian Shan Fang, a cool evening breeze blew. Feng Xiaolu, arm in arm with Chen Anran, walked enthusiastically towards the bar.

They arrived at the bar shortly after. Pushing open the door, they found it was no longer as deserted as it had been a few days ago; it was now full of people, except for one empty table by the window. This was Zhao Mengmeng's instruction, specifically reserved for the people from her sect on the mountain. She said that no matter who came from the mountain, this table had to be kept empty.

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