However, thinking about these things at this moment would be overthinking things. Meng Zhao got on the donkey cart parked to the side and hurried back to the shop on Xishui Street.
After securing the car, I turned around and saw that the once bustling tavern across the street was now closed. Two waiters were climbing a ladder at the entrance, taking down the signboard.
Shen Yun was busy in the shop when she saw Meng Zhao come in. She quickly went to the table next to her, poured her a glass of water to warm her hands, and then went back to her other work.
Meng Zhao took the water glass, took a small sip, and felt the warm water flow down her throat, dispelling the chill. A hint of curiosity flickered in her eyes. "Xiao Yun, while you were at the shop today, did you know what happened to that tavern across the street?"
Shen Yun stretched out her head and said with a gossipy expression, "I actually went to inquire about this matter. I heard that the owner of that tavern is old and doesn't have any daughters or sons. He has long lost interest in doing business, but the tavern's business has always been quite good. If he really wanted to sell it, the owner would be reluctant, so he has been dragging it out until now."
"However, I heard a couple of days ago that a wealthy family took a fancy to that shop and bought it for a lot of money. Now they're busy renovating it, and it looks like they're preparing to open for business."
Upon hearing this, Meng Zhao couldn't help but show a slight look of surprise. "They're opening now? I thought our shop was already late enough to open, but I didn't expect there to be others that opened even later than us."
Shen Yun nodded in agreement, "That's right. After the Laba Festival, it's almost New Year. If they keep up the festivities for a few more days, it will really be the end of the year. I wonder what they're planning to sell. I hope they're not going to sell food too."
"What a coincidence! Besides, even if someone wants to sell, there's nothing we can do about it. We just need to manage our own shop well." As she spoke, Meng Zhao took Shen Yun's hand and walked towards the backyard of the shop.
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