Zhuang Qingning had been quite busy for several days and hadn't been to the town. Zhang Yongchang had been pondering for a while. Now that Zhuang Qingning agreed to go for a meal, not to mention four dishes and one soup, even if it were forty dishes and one soup, his master would promise without hesitation and then figure out a way to make it work.
"Then we'll wait for you in the backyard."
Lian Rong and Ma Tong, laughing and chatting, moved some items from the tofu shop and headed to the backyard of Ruyi Pavilion.
"Now that Ruyi Pavilion grows increasingly prosperous, the major market today is likely to be even better."
Ms. Cao said, "But it's the Fushun Tower next door that has been shut down for several days. I heard they haven't found a suitable chef. It won't reopen anytime soon."
"By the way, miss Ning."
