As night fell, the Qian family closed their doors.
The blacksmith shop had not sold a single item after a day of business, so it closed early.
Tang Zhen wasn't in a hurry. What he sold were the best and most high-end products.
Three years without business, three years of income after opening.
When he returned to the backyard, he saw that the food was already on the table, and a pot of old wine was placed beside it.
"Not bad, it seems that bringing a servant back was a wise decision."
Hearing Tang Zhen's sigh, Liu Qing was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.
So you burned down my lair and tortured me just to find a servant?
If you had told me earlier, I would have definitely found a large group of servants for you, and I guarantee that you wouldn't have found any faults.
