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"Ah, it hurts." Ziyan shook her hand and didn't dare to get too close to Wu Xiang this time.
Instead, she stood in place and shouted at the 'culprit' Wu Xiang, "Hey—are you the 'Russian Strongman'? With such strength, you scared me to death."
"Uh? Oh, heh heh—sorry! Miss Zi, I don't know which country Russia is from, but I've been called 'Strongman' since I was little."
After saying that, Wu Xiang awkwardly scratched the back of his head.
"Uh? Oh! I see. If there's heavy work in the future, I might have to look for you."
"Sure, as long as Miss Zi needs anything, just let me know anytime."
Once Ziyan nodded, the 'Strongman' Wu Xiang didn't waste any more time. He quickly ran out the front door and came back in carrying a stone stool, placing it next to the Stone Table.
Ziyan curiously approached and tried to lift one of the stone stools with both hands, but she heard Ling Yuxuan's voice pouring cold water on her enthusiasm: "Don't bother; you can't move it."
Ziyan stopped and looked up at Ling Yuxuan with a dismissive glare. She turned back, positioned herself properly, and tightly hugged the stone stool in front of her. Gathering all her strength, she lifted it up with a sudden effort, but to her surprise, the stone stool was as heavy as a rock and didn't budge at all.
Ling Yuxuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. Ziyan shot him another glare and plopped down onto the stone stool. Meanwhile, Wu Xiang had already carried another stone stool into the courtyard, and Ziyan watched him with envy and jealousy.
"Well, why does a woman need such great strength?"
It seemed that Ling Yuxuan saw through Ziyan's little thoughts. He walked over and sat on the stone stool beside her, comforting her by saying, "If you like this Clerk so much, then just keep him around. I'll talk to Old Man Mo about it later."
"Eh? Really? That's great! You have to keep your word, okay?"
Upon hearing that Wu Xiang would come to her side, Ziyan felt a surge of excitement in her heart, and her face broke into a bright smile.
"Of course, as long as my little darling is happy."
Ling Yuxuan affectionately reached out to pat Beloved Child's little head, and couldn't help but kiss her forehead right in front of the Clerks, unashamedly under everyone's gaze.
"Hey, hey, hey, watch your image!"
Ziyan felt a rush of heat on her face as she met the various curious gazes from the crowd, turning as red as a ray of morning sunshine, and she buried her head in embarrassment, murmuring softly.
"With me here, what are you afraid of?" Ling Yuxuan said coldly, casting an unbothered glance at everyone before calmly pointing to one of the small Clerks. "You, come here."
The small Clerk who was pointed at respectfully walked forward.
After bowing to Ling Yuxuan and Ziyan, he introduced himself: "Good day, young master and young lady. My name is Deng San. I wonder if you have any instructions for me? I am very willing to serve both of you."
"Mm!"
Ling Yuxuan nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Alright, go notify Mr. Mo that I will be hosting him for lunch with Miss Zi at Drunken Immortal Residence. I hope he can arrive on time."
Though Ling Yuxuan spoke politely, her tone carried an undeniable certainty that left no room for refusal.
Thus, the thin Clerk named Deng San was ordered to quickly head towards the Jishitang across the street, watching as Deng San left.
Ling Yuxuan then called over the tall Clerk Wu Xiang, asking coldly and knowingly, "That—your name is Wu Xiang, right?"
"Yes, that's me," Wu Xiang replied sincerely after stepping forward and bowing.
"Here’s the thing: all the tables, chairs, benches, and household items inside and outside need to be arranged by you before tonight. Can you manage that?"
Ling Yuxuan did not wish to chat further and directly got to the point, stating everything that needed to be addressed.
Listening to Ling Yuxuan's instructions, Wu Xiang bent down with his fists clenched in assurance, responding, "Yes, Young Master, don’t worry. I will definitely take care of what you’ve instructed."
"Alright."
Seeing this, Ling Yuxuan said no more and nodded while waving his hand to signal Wu Xiang to get busy.
Then he directly approached Ziyan, took her small hand, and they both exited towards the Drunken Immortal Residence that Ling Yuxuan had mentioned earlier.
As they walked along casually and took in the sights, Ziyan's thoughts were focused on how she could gradually use her knowledge from the Twenty-First World.
In this world, she aimed to create her own Cycle of Fate without including those three treasures in her calculations of immense wealth.
To achieve that dream of wealth, a small County Town like this is definitely not the place to realize it.
From his inquiries and explorations throughout the morning, he learned that this County Town has a population of only about one hundred thousand, with very few wealthy families. However, due to its location in the southern region, it boasts abundant local specialties. In recent years, the weather has been favorable, so there aren't many extremely poor families like those found north of the Jiangnan region.
Most families here are of moderate means, so how much potential for development can there be?
Currently, there are only two decent restaurants in County Town, not counting snack shops; two Tailor Shops; one large jewelry store and two or three smaller ones; six Grocery Stores; one large market; and next to the market is the only Flower and Bird Market in the county.
Additionally, there are two brothels; three Furniture Stores; and basically no other entertainment facilities.
As Ziyan walked along, he contemplated how to become the commercial leader of Hengfeng County Town in the shortest time possible.
With a population of one hundred thousand, it's neither too many nor too few. There’s potential for development for a while. Yes, first, he would focus on making Hengfeng County a model unit and strive to make a name for himself before venturing elsewhere.
Just as he was formulating this plan in his mind, he noticed Ling Yuxuan, who had been holding his hand while walking, suddenly stop in front of a small two-story building with a large golden plaque.
Ziyan focused his gaze and saw that the large characters on the plaque read "Drunken Immortal Residence."
So they had arrived at Drunken Immortal Residence.
Ziyan approached Ling Yuxuan, and they exchanged a calm smile. Ling Yuxuan pointed towards the entrance of Drunken Immortal Residence and said, "Last time I took you to Koufu Tower, you weren't satisfied. Today, let's try the dishes at Drunken Immortal Residence. If you're still not satisfied, we can open our own restaurant where you can be the Chef."
"Huh? Me as Chef? Spending all day managing a single shop—how big can that business get? No way."
Ziyan pouted and shook her head in denial.
"Oh, then how big of a business do you want to run?" Ling Yuxuan asked curiously.
"Very big, very big. Even if I can't be the first in the Nanchu Kingdom, I at least want to be among the top three or five," Ziyan said firmly and confidently.
Ling Yuxuan was momentarily taken aback by Ziyan's words, feeling both surprised and impressed. She cupped the small face of the girl who had just boasted in front of her with her hands.
After carefully examining her for a moment, she released her hands and slowly said, "You have ambition."
After saying that, she took Ziyan's small hand again and walked toward the entrance of the Drunken Immortal Residence. The basic layout inside was similar to that of Koufu Tower; even the wooden stairs leading to the second floor were the same. This must be a common feature of ancient architecture.
Next, the two remained silent as they were greeted by a smiling waiter. Ling Yuxuan looked up at the second-floor private room, and the clever waiter responded with a cheerful "Sure!"
He then slightly extended his arm in a gesture of invitation and walked ahead to lead the way.
Ling Yuxuan nodded and followed Ziyan as they walked directly to the second floor with the waiter.
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