After Shen Wenchen paid a nighttime visit to the Lin Family, Nanzhi hadn't seen him for several days.
As the time for the fair approached, merchants from various places swarmed into Yan City.
Besides the inns and restaurants, even the street vendors saw their businesses booming.
Not only was Nanzhi busy at their own snack stall all day, but the three kids also took on the task of handling the accounts.
Although the three children were somewhat mischievous on regular days, it was fortunate that they all had some talent in their studies. Lin Zihan was the oldest and, although not the best seedling in the school, was still praised by his teacher as a good student.
Right now, he looked at his younger brother and asked,
"Ajian, tell me, how much should we have charged that person just now?"
Lin Jian smacked his lips and went over the arithmetic in his mind again.
