Mu Shuangshuang spent some time pushing her things to the intersection of a street on the east side of town.
There were many shops there, but luckily one was closed, and the shop entrance had a big willow tree, making it a perfect shady spot.
Mu Shuangshuang carefully observed and knew the shop had been closed for quite a while, so she simply set up her stall there, ready to start business.
She borrowed tables, bowls, and tea cups from a nearby restaurant; three tables, and a set of cups and bowls totaling twenty pieces.
The rent was five coins, slightly expensive, but she had no choice since she didn't have money to buy them; renting was bound to be a loss.
Mu Shuangshuang set up the stall, poured a cup of raspberry juice, and placed two bowls of cold noodles on the table.
The cold noodles were still in tofu-shaped blocks, which Mu Shuangshuang would cut later when serving.
"Shuangshuang, can you manage by yourself? Maybe we shouldn't sell cold noodles next time."
