Two days later, it was the day for Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng to go out and sell cold noodles.
The weather was starting to cool down, and the heat had diminished considerably over the past few days.
The crowds on the street were gradually increasing again.
However, most were just like Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng, out to buy Mid-Autumn Festival candles and golden ingots.
The difference was Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng also had to visit Jiu Si Xuan.
Arriving at the entrance of Jiu Si Xuan, Mu Shuangshuang was surprised to find the sign outside had changed from three days before.
The sign had been replaced, and the tables and chairs inside were all new, resembling more of a tea house for listening to storytelling or watching opera.
"Little girl, you seem to be a bit later than usual today."
The Fat Chef, still welcoming guests at the door, was in his usual good spirits.
