Mu's reminder made Luo Chuan realize a question he had overlooked for a long time.
When customers bought products from the shop, were they doing it for the taste, or for the effects?
The answer to that question was not particularly complicated.
Customers with money to spare bought them for the taste, while those with empty pockets could only buy them for the effects.
Naturally, the latter group also wanted to buy products for their taste, just like the former group. Alas, their wallets would not allow it, which was rather painful.
At most, they could buy some substitutes outside to satisfy their cravings, like the officially licensed milk tea and Spicy Strips sold at Phoenix Immortal Tower.
Clearly, for the time being, there was no similar shop on the Hearthstone Tavern side.
Luo Chuan pondered for a long while. Only when the rope had started burning in his Hearthstone Legends match did he suddenly come to his senses. "About that... I'll have to think about it. I'll give you an answer after some time."
"Mm." Mu nodded slightly. She had not expected Luo Chuan to directly offer a solution.
To be honest, the fact that Luo Chuan had not immediately refuted her had already exceeded her expectations.
Yao Ziyan held back her laughter.
She felt that perhaps Mu did not know that whenever Luo Chuan said something like this, there was an eighty or ninety percent chance that he would ultimately abandon it.
Just like the many novel openings he had produced before.
At the start, he had always spoken with unwavering conviction: "I'm starting a new book," "The new book is already prepared," "My ideas are overflowing, I can write twenty thousand words in one day," and so on.
Yet when the moment truly came, he would always