Chapter 580: Selling Braised Pork

However, the cost of the meal didn't even reach one hundred taels, and Shopkeeper He quickly brought up a pile of broken silver.

The food came up quickly as well. Qiao Xiaomai insisted on making Tong Sanlang devour most of it, inflating his flat stomach. It protruded slightly, like a small belly.

Qiao Xiaomai satisfyingly patted on his stomach and casually continued eating.

After finishing the meal, the pair did not leave. With the hot sun outside, they decided to relax in the private room instead.

They sat in Jiwiju for half an hour before they decided to leave.

By then, it was past lunchtime. There were only a few sporadic customers in the main hall, with Shopkeeper He standing at the counter, counting on his abacus.

Just then, a waiter ran hurriedly in from the backyard, whispered a few words in Shopkeeper He's ear, and then left.

His brow instantly furrowed.