Mo Hua shook his head and said, "Everyone is born with a purpose, how can I be of no use?"
An Xiaofu was puzzled for a moment, "What use could it possibly have?"
Mo Hua thought for a while but couldn't quite articulate it; he was unsure about the specifics concerning food, so he said,
"Your family runs a Food Building, and you have such a good sense of taste, how can it be of no use?"
An Xiaofu sighed, "We opened the Food Building because we had no other choice..."
"Had no other choice?"
Seeing that it was still early and the meat was delicious, and it was rare for someone to talk to him, An Xiaofu took a bite of meat, sipped his fruit wine, and started chatting with Mo Hua:
"The An Family initially was in the business of Artifact Refining and Alchemy, but we couldn't compete with the Qian Family, our business failed, and we could only rely on some ancestral properties to make a living running a Spiritual Meal Building..."
