Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "You should go back for a visit. When you came to the capital, you acted smart, but there were many things that weren't properly settled."
Old Madam Liu added, "We still need to go back to Longzhou to honor our ancestors. Your father was cleared of injustice; we must sit at his grave for a while."
Zhou SiLang began planning the timing. He was still completely clueless about the capital; he hadn't even decided whether he wanted to stay here.
But seeing how confident Manbao looked, even though he still preferred Yizhou, he nodded and said, "Alright, I understand. Wulang, is the restaurant making money?"
Zhou Wulang replied, "It's making money. Business is getting better and better; we've made quite a lot."
Zhou SiLang's eyes brightened and he got excited, "How much have you made?"
Zhou Wulang said, "All the money we made has been spent."
Zhou SiLang was dumbfounded, "So little? What's the difference between that and making no money?"
