291 Meeting
Zhao Zhan and Yue Jiaojiao went to town one night earlier.
Now that the Hundred Flavors Restaurant had been handed over to Madam and Chen Xiaolang to manage, the shop didnât need to be taken care of most the time. Yue Jiaojiao had told Madam Chen how to make tofu buns, so as to add a fresh taste to the shop and keep the customers coming.
Zhao Zhan roughly explained what Chen Xiaolang was going to do.
The next day, they received a letter from the Rising Cloud Inn.
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Zhao Zhan brought Yue Jiaojiao to a corner and sat down.
âZhao Zhan, what brings you here today?â When Manager Li heard that Zhao Zhan had arrived, he immediately came out. âWhat would you two like to eat? Should I arrange a table?â
Nowadays, tofu could be bought by anyone.
The tofu that had been shared with Rising Cloud Inn was finally replaced. Although he was no longer the only one, he was still the best in Wangshan when it came to whose tofu was the best.
The inn had gone from half-dead to full of guests. In addition, his daughter was now busy helping Zhao Zhan in Huai County all day long. Manager Liâs politeness towards Zhao Zhan improved by leaps and bounds.
Zhao Zhan turned his head to look at Yue Jiaojiao. âWhat do you want to eat?â
âThereâs no need to trouble yourself. Just a few dishes will do.â
Yue Jiaojiao wasnât here to taste the food today, so she kept staring at the door as she spoke.
âAlright, please wait a moment. Iâll get the waiter to make the arrangements.â
Manager Li could tell that they had something to say, so he quickly left after he finished speaking.
Chen Xiaolang appeared at the innâs entrance at the appointed time in the letter.
âWho is it?â
Zhao Zhan glanced at the guests in the lobby and couldnât tell which one was the one.
âIâm guessing itâs the one whoâs walking in from the door.â
Yue Jiaojiao looked at the door. There was no other reason for her to guess. It was simply because he and Zhao Zhan looked very similar.
Zhao Zhan was a rough man, and he exuded a fierce and brutal energy. The other party was not. The person was thin and wore a crescent-white robe. It wasnât that hot yet, but he was already holding a folding fan in his hand and carrying a bookcase on his back.
He looked like a scholar who had not passed the imperial examinations for many years.
The other party walked over unhurriedly.
Zhao Zhan turned his head. All the muscles in his body tensed up, and he perked up his ears to listen for any movements behind him.
Chen Xiaolang was currently sitting opposite that person.
âSir,â the manâs voice was gentle and without any temper, âIâm waiting for someone. Can you see if there are any other seats in this Hall, or should I wait here a while.â
âI know who youâre waiting for.â
Chen Xiaolang placed the letter on the table and pushed it back. âThe person youâre waiting for will not come. He and his wife passed away in an accident many years ago.â
That person didnât speak for a long time.
It was so long that Zhao Zhan couldnât help but turn back to look. He then said, âAnd you are?â
Chen Xiaolang did not say anything.
âNo, you canât be Zhao Zhan.â he shook his head. âWenbei would never teach a child like you who has a banditâs aura. Although, you donât look like a bad person. You must have found your way back, right?â
Yue Jiaojiao couldnât help but admit that his eyes were sharp.
How did he still have the time to talk to Chen Xiaolang?
âYouâre wrong.â Chen Xiaolang stood up. âIâve already delivered the things. Iâve finished my business and should go back. By the way, donât send any more letters or silver to Willow Village. No one needs it.â