"Young Master, our shop doesn't open until September 9th!" The shopkeeper of Jue Se Fang in Xiliang City, Fang Tong, had a pair of green bean eyes and two strands of water grass beard, looking shrewd and capable, with a touch of cunning and treacherous.
Seeing Feng Cang in white clothes and wearing a gauze hat, Fang Tong enthusiastically served him tea, "You can have a look first. If anything catches your eye, you can place a deposit today."
"Alright." Feng Cang spoke, and Fang Tong was stunned for a moment before showing a smile, "Please feel free, and if you need anything, just call over the waiters, and they will give you a detailed explanation."
"Waiter?" This word was quite fresh...
Feng Cang looked around the shop and had to say that Jue Se Fang was a very unique shop. Not to mention the beautiful and gorgeous clothes, even the life-sized wooden models alone were enough to admire Young Master Guanghua's intelligence.
