957 The Tong Family's Members Riding a Horse

The next day, as usual, Bu Fang came to the opposite side of the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion and began to open his stall. 

Although the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion people threatened him in various ways, Bu Fang was like a rock. He wouldn't budge at all.

Today, the number of people queuing was fewer, probably because Bu Fang said that he would not sell hotpot today. 

However, there were still many curious people, and as usual, they came to the stall to watch. Although it was not as busy as yesterday, the end of the queue had still reached the entrance of Immortal Kitchen Pavilion.

In the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion, Manager Chen's face was somewhat dark.

Yesterday, he had let Tong Yue solve the problem herself. Initially, he had thought that it should be easy, but now, it seemed that that wasn't the case. He was so naive.

"The younger generation of the aristocratic families are indeed not up to par… It's only a small matter, but she failed."