Everything I bought on online shopping platforms was genuine.

Chapter 490 Trouble is Coming
In a restaurant serving authentic Northeastern-style iron pot stew, diagonally opposite the back gate of the neighboring art academy, Lin Mo and his group of five began ordering.

How should I put it? This shop, in Jiangning, claims to be serving authentic Northeastern iron pot stew, which is as absurd as eating authentic Anhui beef noodles on the roadside in Northeast China, eating authentic Tianjin fried dough twists in Anhui, or eating authentic Changsha Shaxian snacks in Tianjin.

These delicacies are, well, things that people from other places would assume are from your area, but locals haven't really heard of them.

Just like beef noodles, it must be from authentic Anhui, but even the people of Anhui don't know that beef noodles are a specialty of their region. It's a kind of food that doesn't exist locally but has taken root and flourished in other places.

Fortunately, this iron pot stew seems to really have something to do with Northeast China. Although it's in Jiangning, the locals here find it alright, but Old Zhao, a true Northeasterner, has never admitted that the iron pot stew here is authentic.

After the five people had ordered enough, Miss Yuan walked in satisfied and sat down next to He Xiaoyue.

"How's it going? Is everything settled?" Lin Mo asked with a smile.

Miss Yuan nodded, patted her chest, and said, "No problem. I bought two cans of cat food, two cat treats, and a four-pound carp for it. Then I asked it to help me find Wangcai."

I even took the cat to the entrance of our store, and once it found it, I took Wangcai to the store.

I was thinking that although I can't keep pets, if we are lucky enough to find Wangcai this time, we will adopt it and let it guard the store for us.

With so many people here, taking care of it shouldn't be a problem at all.
Even if I go home for the Chinese New Year, I can just bring it home for a few days. Of course, all of this is based on the premise that I can find it. If I can't find it, then forget it.

As for Miss Yuan, she's not the kind of girl who really likes small animals. She's never kept a cat or a dog at home.

In her words, she could only ensure her own survival; as for other animals, they would either die or end up in her womb.

Her past experience included going to the grasslands, liking lambs, and buying two, only to change her mind halfway through the trip and have them cooked on the spot at a local whole roasted lamb restaurant.

Anyway, there's no waste. Liking something is liking it, and liking to eat it is also liking it. The only difference is that one is liked outside the stomach, and the other is liked inside the stomach.

She had even raised turtles, as she had heard they were easy to raise. But one day, she saw online that turtle soup was very nourishing, so she drank a bowl of turtle soup and it made her nose bleed.

She used to own a parrot, but because she often swore, the parrot started swearing back at her. In a fit of anger, she ran away from home, and the bird starved to death.

I raised chicks, but they were too small, and she sat on one of them and killed it. I even kept vigil for the chick all night before finding a propitious spot to bury it.

I've raised rabbits before, but spicy rabbit heads are really delicious.

As for plants, she kept quite a few: chives, garlic sprouts, small persimmons, and bonsai tangerines, but to be honest, none of them survived.

Of course, some people suggested that she grow cacti, but she refused, saying that they can't be eaten and there's no point in keeping them.

Last time she went fishing, she transformed into a fishing saint, bringing back so many fish that she even bought an extra-large fish tank. Now, almost all the fish are dead, and that's only because He Xiaoyue and others often feed them at the shop; otherwise, they would have all died long ago.

In addition, she was often away from home, and the plants and animals that followed her were often hungry, and those that survived were simply lucky.

That's why she thought that if she found Wangcai, she could raise it in the studio with many people taking care of it, which would be better than her doing it alone. If she had to rely on herself, Wangcai wouldn't live much longer.

Hearing this, no one objected. It was just a Chinese rural dog, a small dog, and they had all seen it. The dog wasn't ugly, so they kept it. It would be a good way to have some fun while they were working.

As for Miss Yuan, she simply felt that this little dog could bring her good luck, so she called this nameless dog "Wangcai".

“That’s a good idea, but there’s one thing that’s not quite right,” Lin Mo suddenly said.

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan's eyes widened, thinking he disagreed, and she exclaimed loudly, "You disagree? What's wrong with it? It's not like you're going to support me!"

"It's not that I disagree," Lin Mo waved his hand and continued, "but I think you've given that tabby cat too much."

The stuff you're giving me is the price to kill Wangcai. If Wangcai gets found, he's definitely going to get a good beating. You need a cat with a yellow tag (indicating a high-ranking official in China) to find a cat. This tabby cat looks like a troublemaker. Giving it so much will make it think you want Wangcai's life and that you're willing to spend a lot of money!

Miss Yuan: ? ? ?
"real or fake?"

Everyone lowered their heads and prayed for Wangcai in their hearts. Only He Xiaoyue comforted him, "Don't worry, Wangcai will come back safely. It can withstand a little physical pain!"

"I hope so. If Wangcai really gets beaten up, you all have to testify for me that it was Xiaoyue's idea! It wasn't my doing!" Miss Yuan said to everyone.

Although there are many success stories online, most people just enjoy them and don't have high hopes.

More than half an hour later, everyone finally had lunch. Although the taste wasn't particularly amazing, at least everyone ate it reasonably well.

"Buzz~Buzz~"

Just then, Lin Mo's phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar account.

Hello!

Are you the owner of the [Wednesday] restaurant?

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, this is [your name]. How can I help you?"

Lin Mo spoke politely, and if he wasn't mistaken, the person opposite him probably wanted to eat at his restaurant, so they were his bread and butter customers.

"That's good, we've arrived, come over here!"

Soon, a man's voice came from the other end of the phone, his tone very impolite.

"I'm sorry, sir, our restaurant is only open on Wednesdays, and reservations are required in advance. If you need to make a reservation, please do so next Wednesday. Just contact our manager."

Although the other party's tone was very impolite, Lin Mo was not angry, but his tone was no longer as enthusiastic as before.

"Stop with the nonsense, all you want is money, right? We know your restaurant is expensive, so we'll give you an extra 100,000. Hurry up, why all this fuss for a restaurant!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's expression turned cold, and he said in a cold voice, "I'm sorry, our restaurant is only open on Wednesdays. If you want to dine here, please make a reservation for next Wednesday!"

"You're asking for it, aren't you? What are you pretending for at a restaurant? I'm eating here today, are you coming or not!"

Upon seeing this, Lin Mo immediately hung up and blocked him, deciding that there was no point in exchanging more words.

"What's wrong, Mo-zai?" Miss Yuan asked.

Lin Mo shook his head and chuckled, "It's nothing, I just ran into a lunatic!"

I own my own restaurant. I can open it whenever I want. I can't refuse to earn your money. He's not an employee who has to treat customers like royalty.

At his restaurant, he could entertain whomever he wanted, and most of the time he couldn't even decide who to entertain.

Little did they know that this phone call would lead to a series of troubles.

(End of this chapter)