Chapter 147: Every Single Bill Today Will Be Settled By The House ( Bonus GT - II )

Chapter 147: Every Single Bill Today Will Be Settled By The House ( Bonus GT Chapter II )

The entire street was packed with cultivators. Fragrant aromas of roasted spiritual meats and rich herbal broths wafted through the open air courtyards, mingling with the chatter of hundreds of diners.

As Yu Liang led the group toward the grand entrance of the primary dining pavilion, the surrounding crowd naturally took notice of the incoming party.

"Look at that group... isn’t that Boss Mei Hua?" an independent Foundation Establishment cultivator whispered to his companion, setting down his cup of drink. "She’s always running the restaurant alone, but who is that young man walking right beside her?"

"He’s dressed like a young master from a rich clan," another cultivator chimed in, eyeing Yu Liang’s robes and his refined demeanor. "And look at the two girls behind him with token, isn’t one of them is a Core Disciple from the Cloudwater sect, and the other looks like an attendant maybe. But why are they all walking together?"

Doubt and wild rumours quickly began to spread through the tables. Because Yu Liang had spent most of his time doing works inside and then he went back to the sect while Mei Hua managed the daily operations of Heaven’s Table, ninety nine percent of the people had naturally assumed Mei Hua was the sole owner and absolute boss of the entire establishment.

Furthermore, Heaven’s Table operated on a business model that defied all common logic in the business world. Top tier, spirit nourishing dishes that would easily cost a thousand low grade spiritual stones in any high end restaurant were sold here for barely a hundred or even low. The quality is also very good, the portions were massive, and the prices were almost charity.

Now, seeing Mei Hua walking alongside a wealthy looking youth, some of the older cultivators began to furrow their brows in deep concern.

"Wait... could Heaven’s Table finally be facing a financial crisis?" a bearded rogue cultivator muttered nervously. "A dish that costs more anywhere else is sold here for cheap. Running an expansion this massive on such low prices... is Boss Mei Hua finally selling the restaurant to that young master’s family to cover the losses?!"

"What?! Shutting down?!"

"No way! Where else are we supposed to get decent food without being squeezed dry by others?!"

"You’re kidding! Heaven’s Table is the only place where I can actually afford to eat until I’m full!"

"Shutting down? But I just became a regular! Who’s going to give us such generous portions now?!"

"Absolutely not! The food is good, the prices are fair, and nobody looks down on us. They can’t just close it!"

"Wait, if Heaven’s Table shuts down, does that mean we’re going back to those overpriced restaurants?! I’d rather starve then!"

The panicked murmurs spread like wildfire, threatening to turn into a full blown misunderstanding.

Before the crowd could spiral any further, Auntie Mei, one of the head floor managers who had been freed from slavery by Yu Liang stepped forward with a bright smile. Her clear voice carried a touch of spiritual energy, instantly amplifying it.

"Everyone, please, calm down your hearts!" Auntie Mei chuckled, her eyes shining with deep pride as she gestured toward Yu Liang. "Heaven’s Table is not facing a crisis, nor are we selling a single brick from here! Allow me to introduce the true founder and absolute Master of Heaven’s Table—Young Master Yu Liang!"

Gasps!

The entire street went dead silent for dozen of seconds. Hundreds of heads snapped toward Yu Liang in pure shock. The young man who had built this sanctuary, provided jobs, and granted them every option available was actually standing right in front of them!

Yu Liang merely offered a polite, casual nod to the stunned crowd. Without breaking his stride, he walked into the main pavilion, taking the private staircase straight to the top floor’s open balcony overlooking the entire dining hall and central courtyard.

Standing at the edge of the balcony, overlooking the hundreds of cultivators below, Yu Liang raised his hand. He didn’t use a flashy display of power, he simply channeled a gentle thread of spiritual energy into his voice, letting it resonate clearly in everyone’s ears like a calm bell.

"Friends, I’ve heard your worries," Yu Liang began with a confident, reassuring smile on his face. "Let me make one thing absolute: Heaven’s Table will never shut its doors, nor will we ever compromise on our prices. As long as I stand, this place will remain a home for everyone."

The crowd stared up at him, the lingering doubts in their hearts completely vanishing under his firm words.

Then, Yu Liang’s smile widened, a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes. He wasn’t about to let an entire street filled with hungry cultivators pass up a massive system return opportunity.

"To celebrate our grand expansion and my return," Yu Liang announced, his voice echoing across the entire block, "Today’s grand banquet is completely on me! No matter what you order, no matter how much you eat, and no matter how many of your friends or family you invite to join you in, every single bill today will be settled by the house!"

BOOM!

The entire district exploded into a wave of thunderous cheers. Cultivators slammed their fist and palms together, raised their jar cups, and shouted Yu Liang’s name until the roof tiles rattled.

"LONG LIVE YOUNG MASTER YU!"

"WE HAVE A LIVING GOD OF WEALTH ON OUR SIDE!"

"QUICK! TRANSMIT A TALISMAN TO MY BROTHERS AT THE CITY GATES! TELL THEM TO COME EAT!"

"YOUNG MASTER YU IS TRULY THE SAINT OF THE PEOPLE!"

"THIS IS THE BEST RESTAURANT IN THE ENTIRE WORLD!"

"EVERYONE, EAT! EAT AS MUCH AS YOU CAN! THE YOUNG MASTER IS PAYING!"

Down in the courtyard, people began frantically ordering the most expensive, energy rich spiritual dishes on the menu, eager to feast to their hearts’ content.

Listening to the beautiful, chaotic symphony of orders being placed at every table, Yu Liang leaned against the balcony railing, a profoundly satisfied expression spreading across his face.

They thought he was being a generous saint, but in reality, every single plate of food they ate will be dumping billions of spiritual stones straight into his system space.

"Come on," Yu Liang turned back to Mei Hua, Lin Xuehan, Lin Xiaoxiao, and his five guards, gesturing to the lavishly decorated private dining table behind them. "Let’s enjoy our dinner."