The two, who were just dozing off, suddenly heard a clear and melodious familiar voice, and they quickly looked up.

If it's not Jiang Wanwan, then who is it?

Pang Dawei grinned, showing off his eight big white teeth, and looked at Jiang Wanwan with surprise and delight. "Wanwan, you've finally come! We haven't seen you for four or five days. Have you been so busy lately? You haven't even come to your stall?"

"I think the little girl has earned enough money," Zhang Zhipeng joked with her.

Jiang Wanwan jumped off the oxcart, led it, and came to the two of them. She said with a grin, "How can we earn enough money? We've only made a pittance from setting up a stall these past few days, which is not enough to cover the family's expenses."

"I've been getting a lot of orders lately, and I've been busy finishing them up at home, so I haven't had time to set up my stall online."

She explained, then took two bags of mosquito coils from the basket on the vehicle, gave one to each of Pang Dawei and Zhang Zhipeng, and said with a smile, "These are my newly developed mosquito coils, they have a sandalwood scent. Uncles, take them back and try them out to see if they work."

Both of them were a little embarrassed. What kind of behavior was it for two grown men to take a young girl's things all the time?

It's one thing to take it once or twice, but it's really embarrassing to take it all the time.

Moreover, the girl came from a poor family, so how could they dare to continue taking her in?

It would be so embarrassing if word got out!

Pang Dawei quickly stuffed the mosquito coil back into Jiang Wanwan's arms and said awkwardly, "Wanwan, Uncle can't take your mosquito coil for free anymore."

Zhang Zhipeng also said, "Yes, how could we, two grown men, often take things from a young girl like you? We'd be laughed at if word got out."

Jiang Wanwan deftly dodged the mosquito coils the two men offered her. "Uncle, as I just mentioned, this is a newly developed product. It's not something you can take for free. Please tell me your experience after using the mosquito coils so I can improve them."

Improving mosquito coils was a pretense; bribing the two men was the real purpose.

What is most touching?

Of course it's sincerity!

She wanted them to consider her one of their own. Although she didn't know if the two of them could help her in the future, having more friends meant having more options.

Having said all that, the two could no longer refuse, and instead felt a surge of pride.

They felt that Jiang Wanwan treated them as one of her own, and that it was an honor for them to have the opportunity to offer their opinions on the popular mosquito coils.

The two were in high spirits, and their affection for Jiang Wanwan was rising rapidly.

Pang Dawei waved the mosquito coil in his hand, a simple smile spreading across his face. "Alright, then I'll accept it. Since you think so highly of me, I won't refuse. I'll tell you how it feels after I've used it."

"I didn't refuse and accepted it directly," Zhang Zhipeng said with a smile.

"Then I'd like to thank you both in advance." Jiang Wanwan smiled and gracefully cupped her hands in greeting.

After paying a two-cent entrance fee, Jiang Wanwan was able to enter the town smoothly.

She drove the oxcart straight to Lai Fu Restaurant.

Upon arriving at Laifu Inn, Jiang Wanwan jumped off the oxcart and tied the ox directly to a pillar in the restaurant. After straightening her clothes, she stepped into the inn.

Laifu Restaurant was deserted; the huge restaurant was completely empty of customers, and business was extremely poor.

Zhang Laifu, the waiter, and Chef Li sat listlessly at the table directly opposite the entrance.

Zhang Laifu frowned, staring blankly ahead. He propped his head up with his left hand, his face filled with worry and helplessness.

The waiter, who was usually so lively and cheerful, always greeting everyone with enthusiasm, was now completely gone. He slumped in his chair, head down, eyes vacant, looking like a wilted eggplant, staring blankly at the ceiling with a lifeless expression.

Chef Li looked exhausted, his eyes were vacant, and even the stubble on his face seemed to convey a sense of frustration.

The three were lost in their own thoughts and completely unaware of Jiang Wanwan's arrival.

"Uncle Laifu, Uncle Li, Brother Er, why do you all look so dejected?"