So that was what had happened.
Given the nature of people like Little Dog Egg, Gao Chongxiao, and Sima Liang, cultivating a Heavenly Bell genius surely required the backing of a great clan. He had never seen the Shi sisters' parents, nor had he heard them speak of their family background or status. Their mannerisms and habits did not resemble those of young ladies from prominent families either. So this was the reason.
Saying their family had fallen into decline was putting it mildly.
It would be more accurate to say that the late emperor's great undertaking had collapsed halfway through.
But then again, if they had truly been delicate flowers raised in a greenhouse, daughters of a great clan, perhaps there would not be the Shi sisters of today—the magnificent sight of three prodigies from one family.
At the very least, the fact that Little Calf had survived despite getting lost everywhere was thanks to the survival skills she had developed from childhood.
"This place is quite nice." Shi Tiexin looked around. "The scenery could not exactly be called beautiful, but it has a unique charm. With proper management, it should make for a pretty good business."
"Yeah, location-wise, it should be decent. But no matter how good the location is, it depends on who runs it." Shi Yuhui walked over and sat beside Shi Tiexin. "At first, we had no money, so we started a farmhouse restaurant. Second Sister had a good head for numbers, so she handled payments, bookkeeping, orders, and counting. But every time she lowered her head and raised it again, she forgot who had just paid."
"Cough, cough..." Shi Yulei deliberately coughed behind the counter, her wok spatula clattering away.
"Third Sister could run and bounce around all day without tiring. By the age