Yonghe House was a fair distance from Golden Carpenter's home. Zhang Chu carried a large pack of tools on his back and followed Golden Carpenter through the streets and alleys. The sun outside was scorching, and they couldn't find much shade along the way. By the time the master and apprentice arrived at Yonghe House, they were drenched in sweat, looking like they'd just been fished out of water.
Manager Zhang had been waiting at the door for a while, and hurriedly greeted Golden Carpenter with a smile when he saw him, "Golden Carpenter, it must have been tough walking all the way here in this devilish weather. You must be roasted. Come, come, here's some cool tea we brewed yesterday, you guys have a drink first."
After each had a cup of cool tea, Golden Carpenter and Zhang Chu finally felt revived.
"The cabinet is still on the second floor in the old spot, right?" Golden Carpenter asked.
