He glanced at Pan Ping'an and hurriedly added another sentence, "Ah, and you, Brother Ping'an, you don't have to be afraid, it's all just a misunderstanding!"
"So... can I continue to sell sauce in the Provincial City?" Hua Xiaomai pursed her lips, her expression a mix of a smile and a non-smile.
Shopkeeper Zhu inwardly groaned, thinking to himself how could I, a mere shopkeeper, make such decisions without asking the owner first? However, on the surface, he had no choice but to force a smile and agree wholeheartedly, "Hehe, of course, of course, the sauce made by the young lady is just this!" He gave a thumbs up and gestured twice.
"Then, thank you very much." Hua Xiaomai finally nodded in satisfaction, pointing to the door, "It's getting late, please feel free to leave, I won't see you out."
