The young man walked into the shop, and everyone was stunned. Did this young man come to the wrong place?
This is a tofu shop, and such a young man, who looks as if he doesn't partake in the ordinary affairs of the world, so noble and extraordinary, like an immortal descended to the human world, like a figure in a painting, simply doesn't fit in here.
What is he doing here?
The general store owner whispered, "Lady Liu, could he be a relative of yours?"
Widow Liu, being the owner, was just as confused. If she had such a wealthy relative, why would she be selling tofu here? She shook her head and, despite her bruised face, came forward to greet him, "Sir, may I ask whom you are looking for?"
The young man's gaze swept over Widow Liu's face, and he said, "I heard there's a young man of fifteen or sixteen, dressed in blue, staying here. I'm here to find him!"
Widow Liu became a bit more cautious, and the general store owner said, "May I ask who this young man in blue is, sir?"
