Zhuiyun's eyes lit up, he stood up and rushed over.

Then he lay down next to the roasted hoof, tilted his head, and enjoyed its deliciousness with relish.

Here, Yang Ruoqing saw this.

She raised her lower lip at him and said, "You are so thoughtful. Remember to bring it food when you come over."

Luo Fengtang smiled, came to the table and sat down.

He glanced at the papers filled with black writing on the table in front of her.

"Qing'er, I heard from Uncle Wu that the restaurant will reopen tomorrow?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

While sorting out these documents, she said to him: "The cult's foreign troops have withdrawn, and our ordinary people's lives must return to normal. Earning money and food must be put back on the schedule."

"Yeah," he nodded.

During this siege, Qing'er's restaurant must have also suffered losses.

Even if the girl didn't say anything, he knew it.

"Is there anything I can do?" he asked again.
Chapter completed!