Man Xiang Lou was the largest restaurant here.
A Tai told me it was also an asset of the Council of Sages.
In fact, many businesses in Ancient Shu City belonged to the Council of Sages.
Zhi Ershijiu possessed exceptional business talent, so he was responsible for managing these businesses.
He was a refined-looking man of about forty.
At nearly two meters tall, he was probably considered below average height in Ancient Shu City.
He wore a well-fitting gray suit with a black T-shirt underneath.
Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, he smiled at us.
Only when we approached did he step forward and ask, "Are you Mr. Jiang?"
Before I could speak, A Tai beside me said, "That's right. This is Mr. Jiang."
"Mr. Jiang, your presence at my restaurant truly brings great honor to this humble establishment. Please, come to the private room on the second floor. The three Elder Quans have been waiting for quite some time," Zhi Ershijiu said.
His expression seemed somewhat exaggerated.
It was as though my arrival had truly brought glory to his restaurant.
A Tai and I arrived outside the private room on the second floor.
A Tai did not go in. He said this was a dinner reserved for the Elder Quans, so he would not join us.
I pushed the door open and walked in.
The three Elder Quans all looked at me. Third Elder Quan was the first to rise. "Mr. Jiang, come quickly. Please take the seat of honor!"
Many of their customs still retained the style of Great Xia. Even the seating arrangement for a meal seemed to have its own rules.
But what did that have to do with me?
I did not stand on ceremony and sat in the main seat.
There was no polite refusal, no humility.