Once such a thought emerged, it could not be suppressed anymore, and Yang Ruxin suddenly felt fortunate that she had decisively bought a store in the county town.
That large store was quite suitable for a self-service supermarket of sorts.
Though the county town had shops selling sundries from all over, competition bred improvement. With some new management concepts, she should be able to do quite well.
Of course, she would need to communicate with Prince Eight about this, to have him help find some local specialties to stock in the store.
Besides that, she needed a capable and reliable shopkeeper.
"Xinxin, you've bought back so many animals all at once; have you chosen the people to take care of them?" Old Yang felt compelled to remind Yang Ruxin, breaking into her train of thoughts, "And, the amount of feed required each day isn't small…"
