First Customer

Time slipped by quietly. In the blink of an eye, five days had passed.

At the shop entrance, Luo Chuan lay on a rocking chair, seemingly at ease. Yet as he watched the endless stream of people on the street beyond the alley, he could not help sighing inwardly.

Five days! A full five days, and he had not sold even a single bottle of cola!

But there was nothing to be done about it. The shop was located in such a remote alley; having few customers was hardly surprising.

It was already evening. Looking at the setting sun on the distant horizon, Luo Chuan's eyes held a trace of helplessness.

It seemed there would be no customers again today.

Just as he rose to close the shop, however, a faint exclamation came from the alley entrance.

"Tut, tut, tut. Opening a shop in an alley like this—boss, you really are interesting!"

A young man dressed in black brocade robes came before the shop and offered this assessment.

The moment Luo Chuan saw the young man, joy surged in his heart. It seemed business was finally coming.

"As the saying goes, the fragrance of wine does not fear a deep alley. As long as the goods are good enough, business naturally will not be bad." Luo Chuan glanced at the young man, his expression unchanged as he answered calmly.

The young man was stunned upon hearing this and savored Luo Chuan's offhand remark.

"The fragrance of wine does not fear a deep alley... Good! Good! I never expected you, boss, to be such a kindred spirit! I, Bu Lige, have decided to be your friend!"

Bu Lige's eyes gradually brightened. As he savored Luo Chuan's words, he burst into hearty laughter.

If an ordinary person heard that name, they would surely be shocked, for Bu was the surname of Marquis Zhennan of the Tianxing Empire. Other than that, there was not a single person surnamed Bu in all of Jiuyao City.

Because of this, the identity of this youth named Bu Lige was obvious—the only young master of Marquis of Zhennan's Mansion!

Of course, Luo Chuan had only been transported into this world for a little over a month, so he naturally knew none of this.

"Since that's the case, why not come inside and take a look?" Luo Chuan said casually.

"Of course." Bu Lige nodded and said with a chuckle, "Boss, you're quite interesting. I imagine the things you sell won't be bad either!"

As he spoke, Bu Lige had already entered the shop.

When he saw the shop's decor, a strong look of astonishment immediately appeared in Bu Lige's eyes.

As Marquis Zhennan's son, Bu Lige had naturally seen much of the world. Yet it was his first time seeing such a lavishly extravagant approach as this shop's.

Such pure glass could have been sent straight into an auction hall, yet here it was merely being used as counters and shelves. Was the world too crazy, or had I not woken up yet?

Given the Tianxing Empire's productive capacity, glass was an extremely precious item, a luxury only royalty, nobles, and even cultivators could afford.

Just what is this boss's background? Bu Lige's gaze fell upon Luo Chuan nearby, and thick doubt rose in his heart.

"The goods in this little shop are all on the shelves over there. Go take a look yourself." Luo Chuan pointed at the glass shelves beside them.

Only then did Bu Lige come back to his senses and walk over to the shelf Luo Chuan had indicated, where the cola was displayed.

"One, two, three..."

Luo Chuan counted silently in his heart.

A few seconds later, just as Luo Chuan expected, Bu Lige cried out in alarm.

"W-what?!"

After seeing the description of the cola on the shelf, Bu Lige's eyes widened at once, his face like he had seen a ghost.

"Directly restores non-lethal injuries? Boss, you have to be joking, right?!" Bu Lige could not help crying out.