Chapter 1132: None of Them Really Want To
Chen Changsheng fell deep into thought.
He gazed down at the river's surface, as if recalling something.
Before long, the boat reached the shore.
Chen Changsheng took out his money pouch, counted out eight wen, and handed it to the fisherman.
The fisherman thanked him and offered a few words of congratulations, then quickly returned to his fishing.
Chen Changsheng made his way toward the wine restaurant.
Shopkeeper Zhou was no longer there.
His son had now taken over the establishment.
After the son took over, business hadn't been as good as in previous years. For one, the head chef had grown too old to work, and the replacements were mediocre at best. Even after cycling through a few cooks, the food never matched its former glory, and the patrons gradually stopped coming.