After that incident, business at the noodle stall grew even worse. Barely anyone came all day.
Even those few customers were passing travelers who knew nothing about what had happened.
The business simply could not go on, and the noodle stall had to close.
No one had expected the noodle stall to close just three months after it passed into the hands of the Jia father and his two sons.
At first, they had cut corners and skimped on ingredients behind Jin Yuanyuan's back.
Later, after Jin Yuanyuan discovered it by chance, they no longer bothered to hide it.
Jin Yuanyuan tried to persuade them several times, but none of them listened to her.
Only now that the noodle stall had closed did Jia Zuokang regret it. Had he known things would turn out this way, he would never have pinched pennies in the first place.
Now the Jia Family's plan to turn their fortunes around had crumbled.
Jia Zuokang turned his gaze toward Jin Yuanyuan and said,
"Wife, as you can see, the noodle stall can't stay in business anymore, and we've used up all our money. Could you take out some silver? Otherwise, we'll have trouble even putting food on the table."
After thinking it over, Jin Yuanyuan took out two taels of silver and said,
"Use these two taels sparingly. They'll be enough to last us two months."
"All right."
He agreed readily enough, but once the silver was in his hands and he stepped outside, he wanted to buy this and buy that.
The father and his two sons even bought themselves new clothes...
The two taels barely lasted a month. And so, whenever they ran out of money, they would ask Jin Yuanyuan for more.
Another ten months passed. When they asked Jin Yuanyuan for