He leads gege to his room of paradise manor. The room looks like a mansion fit for a ghost king. But it's equipped with a small kitchenette and utilities he needed to make a meal to fit for a god.

"Relax gege, I'll make us dinner to celebrate the lunar New Year. It will be a while, so why not read a book or write something for me? I would love a poem from you."

It's going to take him about two hours to cook everything from the trolley as he rolls up his sleeves and work in the kitchenette by the counter. There are sounds of chopping with a knife, clangs of spoons on the pot, as soups boil, setting the meat, vegetables, and rice on plates, and assemble the dessert. Nothing too big, but also a grand meal to celebrate the holiday.