Ye Jiayao set out to do immediately. In the afternoon, near the Heavenly Residence, a porridge tent was set up in the place where the food street was once held.
In Xiangyi House, Mei Xiuguang, the Mei shopkeeper of Jubao House was secretly talking with Lian Xingwang.
"Shopkeeper Lian, that's a good idea. Yesterday the Heavenly Residence was full of guests. I heard that only two tables of guests were received at noon today." Mei Xiuguang pulled the tea cover with a face of schadenfreude.
Lian Xingwang sneered, "This is really clever, much better than Zheng Sanduo's idea. Even if Ye Jinxuan knew someone was calculating her, she would be helpless."
"That is, Zheng Sanduo promised at the beginning. As a result, he now lives like a lost dog in hiding, and his business with Fu Ji has collapsed. Zheng spent half his life working hard, now gone with a fire." Mei Xiuguang sighed, but there was not much regret on his expression.