He couldn't help but sigh softly: "Oh, you don't know something about this young master!
This watchtower was originally given as a dowry to our landlady, and Old Chef Zhang is in charge of it. He is quite famous in Kyoto, but it’s a pity...sigh."
The shopkeeper suddenly stopped talking and just sighed.
Chen Xi asked: "What's the pity?"
"It's a pity that our family is unfortunate! Alas, it's better not to talk about this!"
The shopkeeper shook his head and walked back frustratedly, his eyes no longer lingering on Feng Qingyang's body.
Chen Xi raised his eyebrows curiously, not even looking at the beauty. It seemed that this restaurant really had a story.
She had no intention of leaving seriously, but now that the shopkeeper started talking, she naturally stayed.
Turning around, she sat back at the original table with the "beauty" whose smile was gone, showing her interest in listening to the story: "Shopkeeper, would you like to tell me why this family is so unlucky?"
"Are any of the guests staying for dinner?" The shopkeeper turned back, with expectation in his eyes.
Chen Xi nodded helplessly: "It depends on whether the shopkeeper is sincere enough!"
"Okay! Since you are so interested in our store, it doesn't hurt for me to chat with you."
He walked up to Chen Xi again. This time, his eyes were attracted not by Feng Qingyang's beauty, but by the sincerity in Chen Xi's eyes.
Chen Xi simply put an extra wine glass on the table and invited the shopkeeper: "Telling stories is not fun without wine. Why don't you sit down and have a drink with the shopkeeper?"
The shopkeeper originally wanted to shirk it, but Chen Xi couldn't refuse. In addition, he had really been holding back some words for a long time. There was no one to listen to him, which made him feel uncomfortable.
So, after a few words of evasion, he decisively sat across from Chen Xi. When his eyes touched Feng Qingyang's beautiful face, he was startled again.
Soon, he came back to his senses and started telling a story about this restaurant.
In fact, the story is also very simple.
When the restaurant was first opened, the business was booming because the boss and his wife worked together. However, after a few years, the boss became obsessed with gambling. At the beginning, he just did not help manage the restaurant. Later, he lost too much money and took time off from the restaurant.
After raising the capital, he actually set his sights on the customers coming and going.
Because there were several instances of thefts being caught by customers without success, Watchtower became a black shop among the public.
No matter how many ways the proprietress tried to save it, she could never restore the reputation of the restaurant.
After a few glasses of wine, the shopkeeper talked a lot, "Sir, you don't know, this man's reputation can't be bought with money. Think about the time when this building was full of seats, how good the business was, but
Now...well, if it weren't for the proprietress's kindness to me and Chef Zhang, we would have left long ago, and who would be willing to work here in vain!"
"Well! From what you say, the shopkeeper and Chef Zhang are quite loyal."
Chen Xi nodded in agreement and praised: "It's a pity that people as loyal and talented as you are buried like this. If I were your boss, I would definitely be reluctant to wrong you."
"Oh, so what if I can't bear to part with you? Our landlady is really a nice person. She is too embarrassed to drag us along like this. No, she secretly contacted people and wanted to sell this store."
"Why secretly?" Chen Xi heard the key to the problem. He couldn't help but sigh softly: "Oh, you don't know something about this young master!"
This watchtower was originally given as a dowry to our landlady, and Old Chef Zhang is in charge of it. He is quite famous in Kyoto, but it’s a pity...sigh."
The shopkeeper suddenly stopped talking and just sighed.
Chen Xi asked: "What's the pity?"
"It's a pity that our family is unfortunate! Alas, it's better not to talk about this!"
The shopkeeper shook his head and walked back frustratedly, his eyes no longer lingering on Feng Qingyang's body.
Chen Xi raised his eyebrows curiously, not even looking at the beauty. It seemed that this restaurant really had a story.
She had no intention of leaving seriously, but now that the shopkeeper started talking, she naturally stayed.
Turning around, she sat back at the original table with the "beauty" whose smile was gone, showing her interest in listening to the story: "Shopkeeper, would you like to tell me why this family is so unlucky?"
"Are any of the guests staying for dinner?" The shopkeeper turned back, with expectation in his eyes.
Chen Xi nodded helplessly: "It depends on whether the shopkeeper is sincere enough!"
"Okay! Since you are so interested in our store, it doesn't hurt for me to chat with you."
He walked up to Chen Xi again. This time, his eyes were attracted not by Feng Qingyang's beauty, but by the sincerity in Chen Xi's eyes.
Chen Xi simply put an extra wine glass on the table and invited the shopkeeper: "Telling stories is not fun without wine. Why don't you sit down and have a drink with the shopkeeper?"
The shopkeeper originally wanted to shirk it, but Chen Xi couldn't refuse. In addition, he had really been holding back some words for a long time. There was no one to listen to him, which made him feel uncomfortable.
So, after a few words of evasion, he decisively sat across from Chen Xi. When his eyes touched Feng Qingyang's beautiful face, he was startled again.
Soon, he came back to his senses and started telling a story about this restaurant.
In fact, the story is also very simple.
When the restaurant was first opened, the business was booming because the boss and his wife worked together. However, after a few years, the boss became obsessed with gambling. At the beginning, he just did not help manage the restaurant. Later, he lost too much money and took time off from the restaurant.
After raising the capital, he actually set his sights on the customers coming and going.
Because there were several instances of thefts being caught by customers without success, Watchtower became a black shop among the public.
No matter how many ways the proprietress tried to save it, she could never restore the reputation of the restaurant.
After a few glasses of wine, the shopkeeper talked a lot, "Sir, you don't know, this man's reputation can't be bought with money. Think about the time when this building was full of seats, how good the business was, but
Now...well, if it weren't for the proprietress's kindness to me and Chef Zhang, we would have left long ago, and who would be willing to work here in vain!"
"Well! From what you say, the shopkeeper and Chef Zhang are quite loyal."
Chen Xi nodded in agreement and praised: "It's a pity that people as loyal and talented as you are buried like this. If I were your boss, I would definitely be reluctant to wrong you."
"Oh, so what if I can't bear to part with you? Our landlady is really a nice person. She is too embarrassed to drag us along like this. No, she secretly contacted people and wanted to sell this store."
"Why secretly?" Chen Xi heard the key to the problem.