The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the weather is gradually cooling down. However, at noon, the sun is still blazing hot, scorching the earth, and it seems as if white smoke is rising from the ground.
In front of the Xieji Restaurant, a carriage slowly comes to a stop.
A burly man with a bushy beard jumps off the carriage, throws the reins onto the carriage board, and then walks inside.
"Shopkeeper, five jars of the finest Yuan Hong Wine!"
He said broadly, then stood aside, waiting for the attendant to carry them out.
The owner of Xieji Restaurant responded, and shortly after, an attendant came out holding the wine jars.
These jars were loaded onto the carriage one by one, and the bearded man left afterwards.
A shadow appeared in the corner of the street, staring at the carriage, its figure ghostly, following along.
