With a "bang," Shopkeeper Wu's body softened and fell straight down from the stool, attracting many people's attention in the shop.
Shopkeeper Wu quickly climbed up, cheerfully apologizing to the people around him: "Sorry, sorry."
Seeing that everyone had returned to their own meals and no longer paid attention to this place, Shopkeeper Wu lowered his voice excitedly: "How can you possibly have it?!"
Ji Xinhe was clearly more composed and just laughed softly: "It's an inherited secret recipe."
Shopkeeper Wu's eyes widened: "May I ask which ancestor of yours had it?"
"My ancestors for generations have been farmers; there's nothing worth mentioning. Instead of asking so many irrelevant questions, Shopkeeper Wu, why not think about whether you want to do this deal or not?" Ji Xinhe said with a light laugh.
Shopkeeper Wu hurriedly said: "I'll do it, I'll do it! I have to do it! But... is it real?"