Coincidentally, in a large courtyard in River City, a plump old man dressed in white practice clothes walked through the door. Before he even had time to complain he was hungry, he spotted a gift box on the little round table in the yard.
"Who sent this... Aiyo, I'm famished from practicing so early in the morning, I've told you that eating those dry foods doesn't keep the hunger at bay—eh, Changleju is reopening?"
An old lady walked out of the house: "I haven't had the chance to look yet, I only remember that the young man said they invited us over tonight for a tasting... Sigh, I haven't had much of an appetite these past few days, I can't be bothered to go, they're inviting you anyway, for your picky taste, you should go."
The old man puffed up with pride: "Maybe now I'm a gourmet!" He turned to look at the invitation and sighed again:
