Qiao Mu raised her small head. This restaurant wasn't big, but it just so happened to be next to the pill house. Thus, it was already packed with people at this time.
So, how could there still be seats?
"This restaurant is actually still operating normally?" What was it seeking? Qiao Mu was a bit curious.
The people who were still selling flatbread did so because they wanted to barter their flatbread for other necessary essentials.
But a restaurant was different. It needed a plentiful variety of dishes as well as an adequate amount of beverages and liquor.
