The small table was clearly not enough for everyone, but no one minded; they ate standing up. The stall was surrounded by people, and Lan Ya Mei was busy collecting money and serving food.

The grandfather and grandson who had been peeking from upstairs couldn't sit still any longer. They quickly swallowed the noodles and rushed back to their own stall to help out.

Fortunately, the two returned in time; they were really too busy to handle everything.

Everyone who received the tofu pudding didn't mind at all; they stood up and started slurping it down. It was simply delicious! Absolutely amazing! And incredibly fresh!

As soon as the tofu pudding was gone, those who were still hesitating couldn't wait any longer and took out their money to buy it.

The three of them were busy and having a great time. The little grandson guarded the money bowl and collected the money, while the old man and Lan Ya served the food. In less than half an hour, they sold out completely. Some people were still disappointed because they hadn't gotten any food.

Everyone who tried the new tofu pudding was satisfied, and even told the old man to come early the next day, as they would eat it for breakfast.

The old man was overjoyed and quickly promised to come early the next day.

After seeing everyone off, the old man and his grandson looked at the pile of copper coins and were so excited that they wanted to kneel down to express their gratitude. Lan Yamei stopped them, saying, "Uncle, please don't, get up quickly, you're making us feel bad."

The old man was not good with words, so he tried to divide the money into two piles, giving one pile to Lan Ya Mei. Lan Ya Mei quickly declined, saying, "Old man has helped me so much, this is my way of returning the favor."

Before the old man could speak, the tavern owner came out, tilted his chin, glanced at everyone, and then looked at the old man's hand clutching the copper coins, saying, "You can't set up this stall at the entrance tomorrow, I need it."

The old man was stunned. He had been setting up his stall for over three months, so why was he suddenly being chased away? His mouth opened and closed, speechless for a moment, before he finally said, "Shopkeeper, we had a good agreement, why are you suddenly telling me not to set up my stall anymore?"

"Who told you that lending you money was a favor, not lending you money was your right. Don't come back tomorrow, or don't blame me for being impolite." With that, he walked into the shop with his hands behind his back.