At dinner, Chen Yi met Shen Huatang's senior sister, Xie Tingyun.
Her name was quite elegant.
But she truly did not understand etiquette.
Whenever she ate, she would instinctively shovel down dishes in large mouthfuls, her eyes staring straight at the meat.
Then, after Shen Huatang secretly kicked her to remind her, she would wear a reluctant expression, sit upright, and switch to eating in small bites.
Chen Yi was not the only one who noticed this; Xiao Wan'er noticed as well.
Perhaps because she had interacted with Xie Tingyun during the day and already had a general impression of her, she found it somewhat amusing.
Of course, it was only an insignificant interlude.
During the meal, they spoke most about the Medicine Hall's business.
Ever since they had entered into a contract with Hundred Herbs Hall, the Xiao Family's several Medicine Halls had gradually gotten back on track.
Xiao Wan'er had remained in a good mood because of it.
Whenever they ate together, she would say a few things to Chen Yi.
Sometimes she spoke of the Medicine Hall's recent earnings, and sometimes of how the shopkeepers of the other Medicine Halls handled things.
Naturally, Chen Yi understood her intentions. She wanted to share some experience and methods so that he could adapt to his role as a pharmacy shopkeeper as quickly as possible.
Perhaps she also hoped that he would manage Jishi Pharmacy well and bring some glory to himself before the Xiao Family.
Most of the Xiao Family did not think highly of Chen Yi. They felt that as a scholar, if he became a pharmacy shopkeeper, he would be unable to lower himself enough to cater to others.
That was a stereotype.
After all, among scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants, merchants were always looked down upon