"It's been quite a while since we last met, so we've naturally become a little estranged. May I ask when you arrived, sir? Did you witness what happened just now?"
Song He'er changed her tone, asking in a provocative manner.
Jiang Huaifu slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Unfortunately, I just watched a scene of mass destruction."
"Young master, you weren't frightened?"
"It's commonplace, and expected."
Song He'er snorted coldly. Did he think she was a violent and unforgiving woman?
Zhang Xiu'e coughed lightly, then pulled Song Xiaoyu towards the small kitchen inside. Before leaving, she reminded Song He'er, "He'er, tell me what Young Master Jiang wants to eat, so I can make it for him."
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As soon as she finished speaking, only Song He'er and Jiang Huaifu remained at the stall outside. Even A Qing and A Lu stood far away and did not come near.
Seeing how hard they were standing, Song He'er thought of inviting them to come down to the shed.
"They won't die from standing for a while." A cold voice came from beside my ear.
"They're all human, how come they don't get tired?"
"If you ask me, what you should be worried about now is not whether they will get tired, but that your shop is too simple and can't attract customers at all."
Song He'er disagreed, "We attract customers with our food, not with the storefront. Besides, we've just arrived in Xiaoye City. Building a storefront now would not only be expensive, but it would also attract too much attention."
Jiang Huaifu picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and replied, "Simplicity is certainly not a problem, but you've overlooked one point. This shed can only block out the sun, not the wind and sand. If the wind picks up in the spring, do you expect your guests to eat with their heads covered in dust?"
Song He'er was slightly taken aback. She hadn't thought of that question. She just assumed that the merchants coming and going were only looking to fill their stomachs and get on their way, and didn't expect them to stay here for long.
In addition, the winters in Nanzhao were not that cold, so putting the table outside actually made the air fresher.
"But the space in our room is too small to fit many tables."
"If the place is small, then work on other things. Look at that steamed bun shop across the street, does it put the tables outside? Even if there are people queuing outside, you can't deny that there are people eating inside."
Upon hearing this, Song He'er couldn't help but chuckle to herself. "Dajian'er" was a colloquialism used in the Central Plains. Jiang Huaifu, as a native of Xizhou, wouldn't normally understand these terms, yet he had uttered them today. It seemed that he had put a lot of effort into doing business these past few days.
"Hmm, what you said makes some sense, but I can't be extravagant right now. Zhang Niangzi and the others don't know I have money on me. I even lied and said I borrowed it from you to pay for renting this shop. Don't betray me."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Huaifu was speechless for a moment. "I say, Miss, where did you get all that gold and silver? I suspect you carried a mountain of gold with you."
"In short, don't say anything unless I tell you to."
"..." Jiang Huaifu shut his mouth and stopped talking.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."
Jiang Huaifu remained silent, his gaze gradually shifting into the distance...
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