Upon hearing the knock on the door, Xu Zhengming hesitated for a long time. It was so late already, who could it be? It couldn't be someone coming to eat, could it?
He thought for a long time but couldn't figure out who it might be. Although his small restaurant had only been open for a few days, not many people had come to eat, which was fortunate since the daily income was decent. Xu Zhengming was quite satisfied.
However, the knocking continued. Thinking it over, maybe someone really was here to eat. Luckily, Xu Zhengming had worried about having evening guests and prepared some food. As for fish and chicken, he had some at home.
After considering the stock at home, he felt much more at ease, at least not having to worry about guests leaving disappointed.
"Old Xu," Zhuge Zhi saw the courtyard door was ajar and quickly slipped inside.
Zhuge Zhi was genuinely worried that the proud Old Xu would see it was them coming to eat and would shut the door out of embarrassment.
