Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

There are probably more than a dozen restaurants of all sizes on this street, and they are quite concentrated. There are also many brothels next to it. Many officials, nobles and rich young men like to eat here.

We passed two restaurants in a row. They looked small and rather run-down, and they weren't very appealing.

I passed a restaurant with a sign at the entrance saying "20% off for new opening," and the business looked pretty good.

"Stop! Brother Song, let's not rush off. I'll go inside and ask if they want this game." Zhao Lian called out to Song Wenjie.

"Alright, then go in and ask!" Song Wenjie quickly pulled on the reins and stopped the carriage.

The restaurant appears to have three floors. The lobby on the first floor can accommodate more than ten tables and chairs, and although it was past mealtime, there were still quite a few people sitting inside.

"Miss, are you here to eat?" A waiter hurried over to greet Zhao Lian as she entered.

"No, I'm not eating. Where is your manager? I need to talk to him about something!"

"Why are you looking for our manager if you're not going to eat? Our manager doesn't have time for you, go away!"

Upon hearing Zhao Lian say it wasn't for a meal, the waiter's expression instantly changed. He no longer wanted to talk to Zhao Lian and started trying to get rid of her.

Zhao Lian had seen plenty of people like Xiao Er, so she wasn't angry and went straight inside.

Unexpectedly, the waiter blocked Zhao Lian's way: "Hey, girl, what are you doing here if you're not going to eat?"

Zhao Lian raised her voice: "I just said, I'm looking for your manager. Are you deaf?"

Upon hearing Zhao Lian's voice, many diners in the hall looked up.

Surprisingly, this young girl, despite her young age, spoke quite bluntly. The diners all wore expressions of anticipation, watching the spectacle unfold.

The waiter looked Zhao Lian up and down, and seeing that she looked like a peasant girl and didn't seem to be carrying anything else, he immediately became impatient.

"Go, go, go! Where did this brat come from? What do you want with our manager? Let me tell you, we're not a charity here. Just anyone can come to our manager. You should take a good look in the mirror."

"Ha~"

Zhao Lian sneered: "You, a mere waiter, are actually abusing your power. It seems your manager isn't any better. We might as well not do business with you."

After saying that, Zhao Lian turned around and prepared to leave the restaurant.

Just then, a voice came from upstairs: "Li Si, what are you shouting about down there?"

That voice sounds so familiar!

Zhao Lian, who had just stepped out the door, froze and quickly stopped in her tracks.

The waiter said obsequiously, "Second Manager, it's nothing. A brat came here causing trouble! She said she was looking for you, but I sent her away!"

Zhao Lian turned around abruptly and looked upstairs, only to find herself staring into a pair of eyes. The other person was also stunned.

Summoning Lotus!

Qiao Feng!!!

The two shouted out at the same time.

What?

This completely baffled the waiter. Judging from their expressions, they knew each other!

Unexpectedly, the person upstairs was none other than Qiao Feng. It had been more than half a year since I last saw him, and Qiao Feng seemed like a completely different person.

He used to look fair and refined, but now his skin is wheat-colored, and he's wearing a dark blue long gown. He also looks taller and stronger.

Upon seeing Zhao Lian, Qiao Feng was overjoyed and quickly got up and went downstairs.

"Young Master Qiao, what are you doing here? So you own this restaurant? Where are your brother and Sister Ling?"

Upon seeing Qiao Feng come downstairs, Zhao Lian asked him a series of questions.

Qiao Feng smiled excitedly: "That's right, this restaurant is owned by my brother and me. He and his wife are at home! What are you doing here? Come on, let's sit down and talk slowly!" After saying that, Qiao Feng pulled Zhao Lian and prepared to go upstairs.

The waiter immediately broke out in a cold sweat upon seeing this, never expecting that the shopkeeper would actually know the girl.

Upon seeing this, Song Wenjie outside the door immediately felt uneasy. He strode in, his face grim: "Zhao Lian, who is this? You're a girl, you can't be getting all tangled up with other people. And don't forget the important matter!" With that, Song Wenjie pulled Zhao Lian over.

Qiao Feng was stunned when he saw Song Wenjie.

The man in front of her was tall and strong, with a stern face and a strong possessiveness towards Zhao Lian, but he showed her a lot of concern in his words.

"Zhao Lian, who is he?"

Seeing the hostility on Song Wenjie's face, Qiao Feng was full of questions.

Zhao Lian exchanged glances with them: "Hi! Let me introduce you. This is my sworn brother, Brother Song, and this is Qiao Feng, he's my good buddy!"

"Hello! You're Zhao Lian's sworn brother, which means you're my older brother." Qiao Feng smiled and extended his hand.

When he mentioned the term "sworn brother," Qiao Feng emphasized it, as if reminding Song Wenjie to know his place.

Because he didn't know if he was overthinking it, but Song Wenjie's protection of Zhao Lian seemed to be more than just that of an older brother; there seemed to be something else involved.

"Nice to meet you~"

Seeing Qiao Feng's outstretched hand, Song Wenjie's lips twitched. He reached out and grabbed it, slowly applying pressure.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Feng also knew kung fu. Faced with Song Wenjie's provocation, Qiao Feng remained calm and exerted force in his hands.

The two were secretly competing, but on the surface they remained calm and smiled.

Their contest couldn't escape Zhao Lian's eyes. Zhao Lian couldn't help but chuckle and stepped forward to separate their hands: "By the way, Brother Qiao, let's talk business first. I hunted some wild game. Do you want some at your restaurant?"

Looking at the large bison and sika deer in front of him, Qiao Feng opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Zhao Lian, you hunted all of these back? You're amazing!" Qiao Feng gave a thumbs up.

Zhao Lian made a face, looking smug. "Hehe~ Of course! Don't you know who I am?"

Watching the two of them chatting and laughing in front of him, Song Wenjie felt inexplicably irritated: "Ahem~ Zhaolian, let's get down to business!"

"What's the rush!" Zhao Lian rolled her eyes. "The goods have been delivered, so your mission is complete. Unload the goods and go with them!"

"How can this be? You're here now, you should at least have a cup of tea!" Song Wenjie pursed his lips and went upstairs on his own.

"Brother Qiao, let's talk this over. Ignore him and just name your price for these things!"

"Alright, since we're so familiar with each other, I won't stand on ceremony. This bison is 80 coins per catty, and the sika deer is 100 coins per catty."

Looking at the cow, Qiao Feng frowned: "But this cow is so big, I don't know if my scale can weigh it."

Zhao Lian pouted: "How stupid! Why didn't you kill it first and then weigh it!"

"Oh right, how come I didn't think of that!" Qiao Feng scratched his head: "How about this, we'll weigh it after it's killed, and I'll give you an extra 5 coins per pound."

Zhao Lian had the guards carry the cow to the backyard, which immediately caused another commotion. The diners in the main hall all gathered around to watch the spectacle when they saw such a large cow.