"Shang Chan, you're awake?" Liu Changgong said calmly and greeted her.
Although Shang Chan's father had irresponsibly left his daughter with him, he definitely couldn't just ignore her!
Although she could eat a little, if she could dance the sword and talk about the zither and attract more customers, she would be able to earn money for her meals!
After so many years, although Liu Changgong didn't earn much money, he still had no problem maintaining his food and drinks!
After all, his paintings, calligraphy, and pottery figurines were indeed very exquisite!
Even in the eyes of mortals, they were rare treasures!
Since there were no customers in the shop, they sat together and played the zither, chess, and calligraphy. Liu Changgong was like a teacher, looking left and right, giving pointers from time to time. It was quite interesting.
Outside the shop.
