Vincent has finished thinking and looks a little excited.

She turned into a sparsely populated alley and stopped in front of a small shop called "Feng".

The decoration has a particularly period feel, as if it has traveled from hundreds of years ago to the present.

"Our Jingu family started out as a grocery business. Before the Ministry of Magic was established, we had already accumulated a lot of wealth from non-magic people."

Real businessmen only care about profits and do not care about origin or status.

In addition to two small seats, there is only one cooking table that can seat 15 people.

An old man with white hair put down the newspaper in his hand and said, "Welcome—Miss!?"

He stood up respectfully and said, "Why didn't you call in advance before coming?"

Linyin hurriedly helped him sit down for a while, "Grandpa Yohji, I'm not afraid of disturbing you."

Judging from her reserved attitude, this old man's identity must not be simple.

"No way, grandpa is alone, and he may not be able to make a single business in a month."

While being respectful, Yohji seemed to be a bit close to him, unlike a common master-servant relationship.

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Chapter completed!