Chapter 116 - Chapter 116: Chapter 116: No way! (An additional chapter for every 30 monthly tickets, the third update) (1/2)
Chapter 116: Chapter 116: No way! (An additional chapter for every 30 monthly tickets, the third update)
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Zhuang Qingning’s laughter broke through the serious atmosphere, causing Zhang Yongchang to burst into laughter as well.
“You little imp! You’re quite the trickster, there’s just no dealing with you,” he said.
Zhang Yongchang shook his head helplessly, “If you’re really keen on renting this shop, come with me. I’ll lead you to the landlord. It’s lest they take advantage of a young lady like you, and start quoting ludicrous prices.”
“Thank you, Uncle Zhang.” Zhuang Qingning said sweetly.
“Oh, don’t thank me! I’m not exactly excited about doing this,” Zhang Yongchang grimaced.
“Well then! No thanks for you, Uncle Zhang, I’ll just make up for it by giving you a few more salted duck eggs. Just yesterday, while salting some eggs, I saved a jar of them for you. They’re perfect for a meal.” Zhuang Qingning chuckled.
Here, the tradition was that salted duck eggs were not considered a delicacy, but they were quite suitable for a meal. The chicken eggs were salty and sandy, no worse in taste than duck eggs.
“You actually remembered that.” Zhang Yongchang smiled mirthlessly, “You do have some consideration after all. I promise to treat you generously if you ever come over for a meal. Is that fair?”
“Okay, it’s all good,” Zhuang Qingning smirked for quite a while.
After the laughter, Zhuang Qingning followed Zhang Yongchang to find the landlord of the shop.
The landlord of the shop was originally a man surnamed Jin – Jin Sanbao. After he passed away due to illness, the deeds to the land and building of the shop fell into the hands of his wife, Mrs. Deng.
Jin Sanbao and Mrs. Deng had no sons, only two married daughters. So, Mrs. Deng was the only one living here.
Being elderly and unable to do heavy labor, she lived off the money given to her by her daughters and the rent of the shop. Thanks to being the only one to take care of, she had a rather comfortable life.
Along the way, Zhuang Qingning got a rough idea of the situation from Zhang Yongchang’s mouth, and by the time they were done, the two had already arrived at the doorstep of Mrs. Deng’s house.
It was a clean, typical small rural courtyard.
The roof appeared to have been recently repaired, the tiles looked quite new, and even the window panes were freshly changed. Even the stone mill in the corner of the courtyard, which seemed to have not been used for a long time, looked clean with hardly any dust on it.
Mrs. Deng was feeding some caged chickens in the courtyard. Seeing Zhang Yongchang and Zhuang Qingning coming, she quickly cleaned her hands with a scoop of water from nearby tank.
“Chef Zhang, what wind brought you here today?” she asked.
Everyone in the town knew each other, and Mrs. Deng also recognized Zhuang Qingning. “Aren’t you the girl selling tofu at the market? Your tofu tastes really nice. I was planning to buy some, but by now, your tofu might be sold out. I’ll go early tomorrow instead.”
“Mrs. Deng, we came to ask if your shop is for rent?” Zhang Yongchang cut to the chase drastically.
“Yes, I am renting out the shop. That’s advertised outside.”