Chapter Forty-Three: Who Should Go to the Second Floor?

The designated dining spot wasn't far from the clothing shop. It was also on Baibao Street. According to Gao Yiling, it was the only restaurant on the entire street that could seat fifty people at once.

When they arrived, Yu Xing saw that Gao Yiling really hadn't exaggerated.

The two-story building before them looked like a teahouse from a period drama. The only difference was that it seemed lifeless. From outside, they couldn't see the circular staircase at the far end of the first floor. All they could see was an elegant, eight-panel screen.

The tables inside were all black-lacquered and square, with four legs. Perhaps the tour group had booked the restaurant in advance, because it was deserted, without a single diner.

A plaque covered in wild, sweeping calligraphy hung above the entrance to the first floor. The characters were clearly written in the shape of square blocks, yet nobody could make out what they said. The group stopped outside, feeling the gloomy atmosphere pour out of the wooden building before them. Their guard was fully up.

Gao Yiling's voice buzzed through the little megaphone, muffled as if trapped inside a bowl, but her tone was high-spirited.

"This place is called Never Forget Dwelling. The name means, 'Have a bite of Never Forget Dwelling's food, and people, ghosts, and immortals alike will never want to forget it.' In the old days, only the town's wealthy merchants and gentry could afford to eat here. Although it's no longer exclusive to the rich, the dishes have retained their original flavor!"

"Follow me inside, and then pick a spot and sit four to a table. The food will be served soon, and I guarantee it'll give your tongues an unforgettable experience!"

Their tongues?

Yu Xing unconsciously licked his lower lip. The red