When Gu Ruizhou returned to the main hall, the atmosphere had grown even stranger.
Not only were more than half his former colleagues looking at him with indescribable expressions, but even the adorable little dumpling from earlier was now glaring at him with puffed cheeks, as though he owed her eight hundred strings of cash.
Was she hungry?
Unable to make sense of it, Gu Ruizhou hurriedly called over a kitchen hand to help him set the food on the table.
The meal was a simple spread of four dishes and a soup, with plenty of rice.
Only once all the food was on the table did the little dumpling's expression finally improve a little.
Gu Ruizhou felt somewhat reassured. "Enjoy your meal, honored guests. Just call if you need anything."
She was just hungry.
He was certain of it.
With that, he retreated behind the counter and deftly began working out the accounts.
The more he calculated, the more pronounced the smile at the corners of his mouth became.
Although he privately wished this group would not stay here, there was no denying that they had brought him a handsome sum.
With this silver, he was not far from retiring in peace!
Gu Ruizhou, who had just been fretting over how to chase them away, now found everything about them pleasing to the eye.
Their silent expressions as they ate were pleasing, their servant attire that could not conceal their noble bearing was pleasing, and even the little one's petulant looks as she glared at him now and then were very pleas-
Huh???
Wait!
Why was she still glaring?!
Hadn't he already served the food?!!
Everyone watched Gu Ruizhou tally his accounts with a touch of pity, sorely tempted to rush over and shake him awake.
Stop counting!
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