Chapter 272 is for you.
Chapter 272 is for you.
The next day, everyone saw that the doors of a restaurant that had been locked for a long time were open again, and they all stopped to look around curiously.
Seeing Yan Che directing people to work, someone assumed he had taken over the restaurant, so someone stepped forward and said, "Young man, this restaurant isn't for running a business."
Yan Che laughed heartily at him, "What else would I use it for if not to do business? Or to set up a place for exorcising ghosts?"
The man was taken aback by his words, then chuckled and said, "You know what, it's not entirely impossible."
After all, so many strange things have happened here, using it for a ritual might actually suppress that arrogant evil spirit.
"If you ask me, it's not that weird. Those people are just unlucky!"
"Young man, may your business prosper!" A middle-aged man bowed slightly to Yan Che.
Wen Luozhi and Lang Batian were upstairs. When she saw the open window, she went over and closed it.
Wolf Overlord sniffed around. "There's a scent that wasn't there yesterday."
He glanced at Wen Luozhi and added, "The scent of a person."
Wen Luozhi nodded knowingly; she had already written a letter and sent it to Shanquan Town.
Once Wen Zizhou sees the letter, he will arrange for someone to send the cook over, and then the business can open.
They only came to take a look yesterday, and that "thing" couldn't resist showing up. I guess we don't even need to wait until the opening day; it'll be here in the next few days.
The man and the wolf went downstairs, where the area had been almost completely cleaned and looked very bright and spacious.
"What could possibly cause trouble here?" Yan Che raised his hand to shield his face from the sunlight and pursed his lips.
A little beggar at the door stared at them with wide eyes, then looked up at the brand-new signboard and ran away.
Inside a dilapidated temple outside the city, a group of young beggars gathered together, each with a sorrowful expression.
"Brother, what should we do?" the little beggar asked, resting his chin on his hand.
They've been living in that place for a long time, why are they suddenly opening it again?
And that boss with the big dog looks really tough; he definitely won't be so easily scared away this time.
"Xiaochun, did you find out when they opened?" asked the older child.
Xiaochun shook her head. "I didn't ask, but I heard from them that it'll be in the next few days."
He touched his already deflated belly and looked very sad.
Songzi patted his head. "Don't worry, your big brother won't let you get cold. I'll go buy you some food."
He touched the three copper coins he had left in his pocket, his chapped lips pressed into a thin line.
Once he got to the street, the owners of the steamed bun shops immediately shooed him away, saying, "Go away, you're filthy, don't bother my business."
"It stinks! You scared away the customers, I'll kill you!"
Matsuko ran away with the copper coin in his hand. He went to a deserted corner, tugged at his tattered clothes, and sniffed them.
It doesn't smell bad at all; in fact, it has a faint aroma of wood ash.
He composed himself and walked to the nearest steamed bun shop.
The steaming hot buns smelled wonderful, and he took a deep breath before asking the busy worker, "Boss, how much are the vegetable buns?"
"Vegetables are five coins, meat is eight coins," the shopkeeper replied without looking up as he was busy packing buns.
Songzi glanced discreetly at the shopkeeper, who was so busy he could barely keep up with collecting the coins, and then looked around at the people around him.
He placed the copper coin in front of the steamer and reached for the steamed buns closest to him.
The moment his hand touched the vegetable bun, he quickly grabbed it and was about to leave when a person buying buns nearby cried out in alarm, "Thief!"
The boss then looked up and saw a raggedly dressed teenager holding a steamed bun in his hand next to the table.
He was surrounded by people.
Songzi stood there, stunned, and forgot to run. The shopkeeper strode over and knocked the bun out of his hand, then grabbed him by the collar. "How dare you steal from my shop in broad daylight! I'll teach you a lesson!"
As he spoke, he raised his large, fan-like hand, and Songzi resignedly closed her eyes and waited for the slap to fall.
Contrary to expectations, the pain didn't come from her face. When Songzi opened her eyes, she saw a very pretty girl smiling and holding the boss's wrist.
"Boss, harmony brings wealth, right?"
Wen Luozhi released the boss's hand and stood in front of Songzi.
The shopkeeper pointed at Songzi behind her and said angrily, "What kind of 'harmony brings wealth' nonsense! Girl, you don't know! This kid actually stole my buns while I was busy!"
The shop owner looked heartbroken. He was exhausted from working hard every day to run the shop, and yet someone still came to steal things. He was furious.
"I didn't steal it!" Songzi shouted, pointing to the copper coin in front of the steamer. "I paid the silver!"
The shopkeeper looked over and saw three copper coins lying there quietly.
"You want a steamed bun from me for just three copper coins? You're dreaming!"
He stared at Songzi and said, "Why does that voice sound familiar? Isn't that the one who asked about the price earlier?"
“But this is all I have…” Songzi lowered her head, her voice becoming much softer.
He knew it was wrong to steal, of course, but Xiaochun and the others were waiting for him to bring them food back.
The boss was furious. "So you steal because that's all you have? If you don't have money, then don't eat! If everyone did this, how would he keep his business?!"
He reached out to grab the pine nuts, but Wen Luozhi took out a piece of silver and waved it in front of him. "Is this enough?"
The shopkeeper stopped and looked at the silver that was right in front of him. "That's enough!" he said with a smile, taking the silver and biting it.
The whole morning has almost passed, and he hasn't received any silver yet, only copper coins. This is great!
Wen Luozhi pointed to a steamer basket with the lid off and said, "Could you please wrap up all the buns in that basket for me?"
"Take the rest of the money and let the boss calm down."
As soon as she finished speaking, the steamed bun shop owner beamed with joy and kept praising Wen Luozhi.
He hummed a little tune as he packed the buns, quickly calculating in his mind how many were left.
After a quick mental scan, I realized he was probably making about half!
"Take care, young lady, come back when you've had your meal!" He politely handed her the steamed buns.
There were four packets in total. Wen Luozhi took out one packet of meat and one packet of vegetables and handed them to Songzi.
Matsuko looked at her in surprise. "Give...Miss, for me?"
His voice trembled slightly, tinged with disbelief.
Wen Luozhi nodded and said, "We can't do that again. If we don't have enough money, we'll find a way to earn it."
There are many wealthy families in the prefectural city; doing odd jobs there should earn you a few copper coins.
If someone knows how to give money, then they're not inherently bad.
He hesitated to take it, and Yan Che, chewing on a steamed bun, grew impatient. "Just take it if I give it to you. Stop dawdling like a grown man."
Songzi looked at him, picked up the vegetable bun that had been knocked off the ground, blew on it, and then accepted the bun from Wen Luozhi with both hands.
"Miss, where do you live? I'll pay you back when I have the money."
Wen Luozhi smiled and shook her head. "I'm not a local, so you can eat it without worry."
After saying that, the two men and the wolf left. Songzi watched their retreating figures and wiped her eyes.
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