Humen Town, Laba Bay,
Howling sea winds! Looming dark clouds!
The heavens seemed mischievous, not far from the sea's entrance Xinghua Building was in chaos as the shopkeeper, along with the waiter, busily turned the place upside down. They refurbished the dilapidated little tavern from the inside out.
They shooed away a few loafers outside the door; they hammered and patched up the lame eight immortals tables; they cleaned off the grime on the signboard with a kitchen knife, scraping off a thick layer of grease from the menu. The kitchen staff wracked their brains and prepared a few exquisite dishes. The shabby tavern in the corner suddenly took on a decent appearance.
The reason the shopkeeper went to such lengths was that today in Xinghua Building, a dignitary was hosting a banquet.
On the second floor of the tavern, rows of servants in livery lined up as the tables were laden with delicious foods, yet there were only three chairs.
