"Let's go."
Nanzhi steadied her nerves and led Shen Zhiyu to the Grain Shop.
The streets were not as desolate as they had been a few days ago. Many shops had opened their doors, presenting a peaceful scene.
Now, only Xu Chou, Uncle Ping, and An Wazi remained in the Grain Shop. Liao Da and the others had taken the hint from Nanzhi and had taken their grain home earlier.
The shop now looked a bit bleak and deserted.
"Boss, you and the young master are here."
"I'll go and make some tea for you."
Xu Chou was about to go to the back kitchen to make tea, but Nanzhi stopped him.
"No need, I just came to see you all, and I'll be heading back soon."
In the cellar of the Grain Shop, there was still 600 jin of grain. Someone had to keep an eye on it, otherwise, she would have already asked Uncle Ping and the others to move into the city lord's residence.
"You guys worked hard these past few days."