"Let's go, I'll take you to see," Jian Zhiqing grabbed Qin Xiangnuan's hand again, and this time Qin Xiangnuan was also calm about it, treating it as a brotherly gesture toward a sister, telling herself not to overthink it.
Jian Zhiqing took her to a place not far from where she sold her pancakes. There was a row of vacant houses here; they used to be shops selling something, but they had been empty for the last few years, unused and locked up.
"I've arranged for someone to renovate this space for you, you can sell your scallion pancakes here. From now on, you can have your stove and everything set up inside."
Qin Xiangnuan was shocked because she had actually thought about this place on her first day, but she had inquired around and learned it wasn't for rent, otherwise, she would have rented it long ago. Having a proper shop would have been great.
