Li Zhangjie, still young and disheartened by repeated rejections, slumped his shoulders, "Brother Xuhua, why do they refuse our wine without even giving it a chance?"
Chu Xuhua was puzzled as well. It seemed as if everyone had conspired against them. "Let's take a break at a tea stall and try again later."
Li Zhangjie nodded in agreement.
After resting for the time it took to drink a cup of tea, they set out once more. This time, their luck turned slightly, and they managed to close a deal, though they still faced rejection elsewhere.
As they were being ushered out of yet another place, "Out, out, we don't need any wine…"
Standing under the eaves outside the shop, Chu Xuhua and Li Zhangjie watched the bustling street life, wondering if Fengxin County was particularly unwelcoming to outsiders.
Li Zhangjie looked at Chu Xuhua, his cheeks puffed slightly in frustration, "Brother Xuhua, should we keep trying?"
