After picking a room, there was nothing to see upstairs, so Aunt Tang took her downstairs.

The kitchen on the first floor had already been entered by Luo Xiaoye just now, but he didn't know that there was a small door in the kitchen that led to the back yard.

In fact, there are stairs from the second floor that can lead directly to the yard at the back, but after a long time, the door locks are rusty and can't be opened at all, so I still walk from the kitchen.

There is a small pavilion in the backyard, which is very exquisitely repaired, but usually no one comes to visit, and the surrounding flowers and plants are withered, looking cold and desolate.

"Speaking of this building, I thought of my dead husband, who left me alone and went first, hey, fortunately he left this building for me, otherwise, I would have died a long time ago."

Aunt Tang looked at the deserted, stone benches and flower pots in the backyard and felt sad:

"Speaking of which, there hasn't been a newcomer here for a long time, the shopkeeper was originally a descendant of my family, who followed my deceased husband since childhood, and then the deceased husband died, and he didn't want to leave, so he stayed.

Old man Xie is also a friend of my deceased husband, and he originally promised his deceased husband that he would take care of me, but I don't know when it became me taking care of him. ”

Aunt Tang's voice was faint, like the wind blowing on the water:

"But fortunately, now that the little night girl is here, we can be regarded as having people to collect corpses."

"Aunt Tang, you said this." Luo Xiaoye felt a chill down her spine when she heard this.

It turns out that this Aunt Tang is not only ruthless to others, but also not kind to herself.

"Aunt Tang, you are in the prime of life, let's repair the scattered wealth house well, attract some guests, and we can live a very comfortable life in the future."

Although Luo Xiaoye didn't know the layout of Lin'an City, when he came, he found that the market entrance of this restaurant was actually good, and there were people coming and going at the intersection of the four forks.

The main reason is that this unlucky and sad name, and it is not at all like the façade of a restaurant, which cannot attract people at all, if it is renovated, Luo Xiaoye believes that with his own craftsmanship, he will not be unable to attract customers.

Aunt Tang looked at Luo Xiaoye and smiled slightly:

"I like to listen to the first sentence, and the rest of the things are better left to Xiaoye, even if I am still in the prime of life, I don't have the leisure to pick it up.

The other two in the store are no different from dead people, or the night girl can be trusted, the night girl, the second half of our lives, but it depends on you! ”

It's clear that he's the shopkeeper, but he's acting as if he's the master of the first floor.

Luo Xiaoye sighed, and returned to the store with Aunt Tang, only to see that Old Man Xie was holding the table that had been cut in half, hesitating whether to throw it away, or just put it together like this, maybe it could be used for a scene.

The shopkeeper was lying on another bench, squinting at the door of the store and basking in the sun, this posture did not look like he was planning to open a business.

Others can be confused, but Luo Xiaoye can't.

She casually glanced at the bustling flow of people outside and said:

"Aunt Tang, I think that our store doesn't solicit customers, maybe the name of the store is not good, and the wealth is scattered, and I feel that this store will scatter money, or should we change the name? For example, if it's called Zhaocaiju or something, maybe the guests will be willing to come? ”

Aunt Tang also glanced at the busy traffic in Lin'an City, and said casually:

"It's okay, Zhaocaiju, I instantly feel like I'm a cash cow, okay, it's decided, from now on, our restaurant will be renamed Zhaocaiju!"