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

Then, Zhaolian told him that this recipe could be used for several types of meat, but the key was that the spices had to be added and could not be omitted.

As soon as the dish was served, the guests outside immediately fell silent.

Master Wang and his men also left. Before leaving, he told Manager Chen that he would come again tomorrow.

He insisted that Manager Chen reserve a rabbit for him. This delighted Manager Chen.

"Manager Chen, it's getting late, I have to go." With that, Zhao Lian picked up her basket.

Shopkeeper Chen smiled broadly: "Okay, next time you have any wild game, send it to me right away."

Zhao Lian smiled innocently and said, "Of course, Manager Chen, I'll have to rely on you in the future!"

Watching Zhao Lian's retreating figure, Manager Chen couldn't help but sigh inwardly. This little girl is going to be extraordinary in the future. At such a young age, she is so organized and capable of great things.

As Zhao Lian walked out, Huang Liang and Gou Sheng followed closely behind.

"Hey, gentlemen, you haven't ordered yet, why are you leaving already!" Manager Chen shook his head as he watched them leave.

After leaving Lefu Restaurant, seeing that it was still early, Zhaolian went to a clothing store, intending to buy two bolts of cloth to make herself some new clothes.

Zhao Lian walked into a clothing store called "Lai Shun". The store looked quite spacious, with complete sets of clothes hanging on the wall.

The shop was neat and tidy, with the fabrics neatly categorized. Coarse cloth was displayed on the counter, while fine cotton cloth was placed on the other side. Silks and satins were also stacked upright on the cabinets against the wall.

On another counter, there were many finished cloth shoes and embroidered shoes, including men's, women's, and children's styles, with a wide variety of designs.

Zhao Lian could tell at a glance that this shop was positioned as a high-end establishment.

Zhao Lian carefully examined the fabrics on the counter. There were ordinary coarse cloths and fine cotton cloths. She touched them and wanted to compare them in detail.

At this moment, the shopkeeper, seeing Zhao Lian touching the cloth, frowned and shouted, "Where did this filthy girl come from? Don't touch this cloth and get it dirty. This is not a place for you. Get out now!"

Zhao Lian looked up and saw that the shopkeeper was dressed in silk, had a mustache, and his beady eyes were full of disdain. He glanced at Zhao Lian and waved her away dismissively.

“Hurry up and go!!!”

Seeing his disdainful expression immediately angered Zhao Lian.

It's unbelievable that there are people like this in every era, who respect clothes before people.

In modern society, if you walk into a specialty store and the sales clerks see that you are dressed plainly, they won't come over to greet you, and they won't even bother to ask you the price, saying that you can't afford it.

He told Zhao Lian to leave, but she refused. She stared directly at the shopkeeper and asked with a sneer, "Shopkeeper, isn't this shop just a clothing store? Why are you kicking out customers?"

The shopkeeper got annoyed: "Oh, you little brat, so sharp-tongued! Don't you even know where you are? Can you even afford this?"

"Let me tell you, don't touch it anymore. If you get it dirty, or make it pill or snag, you wouldn't be able to pay for it even if you sold yourself."

Immediately afterwards, the shopkeeper asked the waiter to come over and help Zhao Lian.

"Young lady, you should go now!" The waiter also came over and kindly advised.

"Why should I leave?" Zhao Lian said loudly, hands on her hips.

The waiter frowned: "Why won't you listen to advice, girl? Don't make things difficult for me."

Just then, a beautiful woman dressed in fine silk and satin walked in, followed by a maid.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw the lady enter, he quickly put on a smile and went to greet her. "Oh, Madam Song, we really have a distinguished guest."

"This morning I heard magpies chattering, and I wondered what good thing would happen today. It turns out that Madam Song came to visit."

"Perfect timing! We just received a new batch of silk fabric, and we've reserved it especially for you. Please take a look."

Madam Song picked up a handkerchief, covered her mouth, and smiled, "Manager Liu, you really know how to talk."

Zhao Lian sneered from the side, "That's right. This shopkeeper really knows how to talk to different people depending on who they are. Someone like me would be kicked out as soon as I walk in, but someone like you, Madam, he's all over me."

"Where did this wild girl come from!" The maid beside her frowned as she looked at Zhao Lian.

"Cui Xi~"

Madam Song glanced at the maid beside her and said, "Don't be rude!"

"Manager Liu, what's going on?" Madam Song asked, pointing at Zhao Lian.

"Hehe~"

Shopkeeper Liu chuckled awkwardly: "Madam Song, this girl looks like a beggar. I told her not to touch my cloth, lest she get it dirty and then we won't have money to buy new ones."

Before Manager Liu could finish speaking, Madam Song interjected, "Manager Liu, that's not right of you. When you open your shop to do business, there's no reason to turn away customers."

“Yes! Madam Song is right,” Manager Liu said with an awkward smile, his hands hanging down at his sides.

Immediately afterwards, the shopkeeper gave the waiter a wink: "Hurry up and serve this young lady, see what she wants to buy."

The waiter quickly smiled and said to Zhao Lian, "Miss, would you like clothes or fabric?"

"I don't want anything now. I'll go look at the store next door. Your prices are too high. I can't afford it." With that, Zhao Lian left the clothing store without looking back.

"Hey! This little girl is quite interesting." Madam Song couldn't help but glance at Zhao Lian a few more times.

Not far ahead, there was another clothing store. The decor was rather ordinary, and the name was down-to-earth: "The Common People's Clothing Store."

Zhao Lian went inside and found several people who looked like farmers carrying bolts of cloth.

As soon as Zhao Lian entered, the waiter greeted her warmly, "Young lady, what would you like to buy? Where are your parents?"

Unexpectedly, the waiter didn't look down on her, making Zhao Lian feel respected. Zhao Lian smiled innocently and said, "Just me."

At this moment, a man who looked to be in his fifties, who appeared to be the shopkeeper, walked over and said in a gentle tone, "Young lady, do you have any money? You'll need money to buy things, you know?"

Zhao Lian patted her chest, looking arrogant, and said, "Don't worry, I have money!"

"Hahaha……"

These words immediately amused the shopkeeper, who quickly instructed the waiter to serve her.

Zhao Lian inquired about the price carefully and found that the price difference between coarse linen and fine cotton was significant.

Coarse linen costs 100 wen per bolt, but fine cotton costs 250 wen per bolt, more than half the price.

However, as the saying goes, you get what you pay for. This coarse linen feels rough to the touch and doesn't feel close to the body. Wearing it would definitely be uncomfortable.

This fine cotton fabric is different; it feels soft and comfortable against the skin, so there's a reason it's expensive.

Zhao Lian carefully touched and compared the fabric, then asked, "Can you give me a discount on this fine cotton cloth?"

Seeing Zhao Lian's serious expression, the waiter didn't dare to be negligent and said with a smile, "Young lady, this fine cotton cloth won't be cheap. Why don't you take this coarse linen?"

Zhao Lian knew that the coarse linen was cheap, but it was uncomfortable to wear, so of course she didn't want it.