Taifeng Building looked the same as when Jiang Feng had last visited, the vase with a chipped base still sitting in its usual spot, though the daisies he recognized had been replaced with some unknown flowers that closely resembled roses. Wang Xiulian wasn't sitting behind the cash register, instead, a young and beautiful cashier whom Jiang Feng found familiar but couldn't name stood behind it, very professional—as evening services hadn't started yet, she wasn't occupied with her phone.
"Young boss, Manager Wang just stepped out, do you need me to give her a call for you?" the cashier said quickly upon seeing Jiang Feng.
"No need, I'm just here to drop off some tofu," Jiang Feng replied, lifting the plastic bag in his hand and then walking away.
Cashier: ???
Carrying the tofu, Jiang Feng entered the kitchen and saw that both elderly gentlemen were there; Jiang Weiguo had even put on a chef's uniform and was chopping vegetables next to Jiang Jiankang.
