"Sister, what are we here for today?" Leng Xiaoyu had been following Leng Yue around for half a day, and apart from buying him a few fruit candies at the beginning, she hadn't done anything else.

"Are you tired?" Leng Yue asked, pulling Leng Xiaoyu to sit down at a food stall.

Leng Yue knew they had been gone for quite a while; ever since they parted ways with Li Guilan, they had been wandering around.

Leng Xiaoyu didn't know what she wanted to do, but Leng Yue knew she just wanted to make money, lots and lots of money. Although she didn't know if Qian Chen had come to this world, since they had made a promise, she was going to find him!

Based on past practice, Qian Chen must be from a wealthy family. Therefore, to find Qian Chen, one must go to a more distant and larger city. Leng Yue believed that as long as she gained sufficient strength, she would definitely be able to find Qian Chen.

However, if you stay in the small mountain village and do nothing, you will definitely never have a chance!

Leng Yue wasn't very familiar with this era, nor was she the kind of protagonist who was reborn with a cheat code and knew everything about the future. However, she had lived several lifetimes, and with careful thought, she believed she could still come up with a solution.

Leng Yue spent half a day wandering around the city, observing. She noticed that even in this era, many well-off families in the city didn't wear very nice clothes.

Most people here wear white shirts and black pants. There are some girls wearing skirts, but not many. Leng Yue also visited various tailor shops and found that they mostly sold shirts and pants. In short, there weren't many styles to choose from here.

Leng Yue figured that since there weren't that many clothing styles available at the moment, why not take the initiative and start making them herself? She'd been a celebrity and worn countless beautiful clothes! Leng Yue was confident that her designs would be popular. Of course, she would also consider the costs; as long as the quality was good and the price was reasonable, she wouldn't fail to make a profit.

Having accumulated experience across several worlds, Leng Yue can draw and make some simple clothes. However, for the long term, Leng Yue decided to cooperate with a tailor shop, since they are more professional at making clothes!

However, after wandering around for most of the day, Leng Yue still couldn't find a suitable tailor shop. Either the shops were too big to take advantage of customers, or the tailors' skills were lacking; in short, Leng Yue wasn't satisfied with any of them.

"What would you like to eat? If you're not going to eat, don't just sit here idly, okay? Can't you see that all the other guests have nowhere to sit?" A sudden, sarcastic voice startled Leng Yue from her reverie.

Leng Yue realized what was happening and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I was lost in thought just now, we..."

"Go, go, go! What are you pretending for? You country bumpkins, dressed in rags, I've been staring at you for ages!" The shopkeeper was very annoyed and shooed them away. He had thought they were customers and had been waiting for the siblings to speak. But they hadn't said a word for a while, so it seemed they were just there to sit idly.

"Sister?" Leng Xiaoyu squeezed next to Leng Yue, looking at the stall owner with some unease.

"It's alright, don't be afraid. I'll take you to eat something delicious right away." Leng Yue didn't like arguing with people. After all, people have mouths, and she couldn't sew them shut.

"Oh, so you've put on an act? You stinking beggar, do you want to go beg elsewhere?" The shopkeeper seemed somewhat unwilling to give up. He not only blocked Leng Yue and her brother's path and kept provoking them, but also tried to push Leng Yue, who dodged him.

"He Dafa, what are you doing? Are you bullying a child when no adults are around?" At this moment, an old woman suddenly rushed out and shoved the stall owner aside.

"He Cuihua, it's you again? What right do you have to tell me what to do? Do you believe me or not?" He Dafa retorted, his neck stiff as if he wanted to fight.

"What? What can you do? Humph, don't forget, my son is the principal of Xuanlong Martial Arts School!" He Cuihua was also imposing, not moving an inch, calmly bringing up her son.

"You! You just wait..." He Dafa snorted coldly and reluctantly returned to the stove.

"Auntie, thank you!" Leng Yue pulled Leng Xiaoyu along to thank He Cuihua. Leng Yue had intended to resolve the situation herself, but it would definitely take some effort. After all, this body was rather thin, and she hadn't practiced in a long time; it wouldn't be easy.

Leng Xiaoyu also thanked them, doing so in a very proper and obedient manner.

He Cuihua smiled and shook her head, "Girl, it's nothing. There's an old saying that if the road is uneven, someone will step on it. What I did is nothing!"

When He Cuihua said this, she had a kind of江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) air about her. It seems that she was a warm-hearted person when she was young!

"Are you going to eat? Come on, I'll take you somewhere. It's not far from here, just across from No. 1 Middle School. My daughter lives there." Without saying another word, He Cuihua grabbed Leng Xiaoyu and started walking. Leng Yue couldn't stop her and could only jog after her.

About ten minutes later, they arrived at the entrance of a small restaurant called Ju Ruo Tu Cai Guan.

"Ju Ruo, hurry up and make something to eat for these two children. Look how thin they are!" For some reason, He Cuihua seemed to really like Leng Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyue, sit down too. Xiaoyu, sit next to Grandma." In just ten minutes, Leng Xiaoyu had told He Cuihua everything about her family.

At this point, He Cuihua was already calling the two of them by their nicknames very naturally.

"Mom, is this your friend's child?" Xie Juruo was He Cuihua's second daughter and the owner of this shop. True to her name, she was as elegant as a chrysanthemum, quite different from He Cuihua. She spoke softly, and every movement exuded grace. Yet, she possessed a delicate fragility, somewhat reminiscent of Lin Daiyu, truly embodying the phrase "thinner than a yellow flower."

"No, I was stopped by He Dafa for bullying me, and I brought them all here because I was worried about them." He Cuihua's voice was as loud as a bell, and everyone's heads were buzzing.

Xie Juruo frowned slightly and smiled helplessly, "Mom, be careful not to scare the child."

"Oh, right, right, look at my memory!" He Cuihua slapped her forehead. "Ju Ruo, quickly get the child something to eat. It's already noon, and the child hasn't eaten yet!"

Xie Ju nodded weakly and instructed the kitchen to cook four bowls of egg noodles. The noodles were sprinkled with bright red tomatoes and topped with a fragrant fried egg, while the broth was sprinkled with vibrant green scallions. Just looking at it made one's mouth water!

"Eat up, don't be shy." He Cuihua shoved chopsticks into Leng Yue's and Xiao Yu'er's hands, making Leng Yue quite embarrassed.

"Sister?" Xiaoyuer looked at Leng Yue, waiting for her to speak.

Leng Yue smiled at Xiao Yue'er, then turned to He Cuihua and said with a smile, "Auntie, then we won't stand on ceremony."

"Eat up, it's nothing special." Xie Ju smiled gently, urging He Cuihua to eat, "Mom, you eat too, it's all mushy and not tasty."

"Hey, you eat too," He Cuihua said, and the group slowly began to eat their noodles.

Xie Juruo was quite satisfied. Although Leng Yue and Leng Xiaoyu were poorly dressed, their basic table manners were quite good. Unlike some children who either wolfed down their food or made strange noises while eating, it was clear that these two children had been well-mannered at home.

As she watched, Xie Juruo felt a strange sensation in her heart...