Long Xuanmo did not leave her side, and only Mo Yun was with her; as for Mo Lei and Qing Qing, they had been dispatched to assist Yang Chenghong. As her close guards, they were ready to handle anyone who might cause trouble.

Upon arriving at the grand hotel, the lobby was bustling with people lining up to reserve rooms and banquet tables. Shen Yuhao was leading the staff, smiling as they busily attended to the guests. Yang Mengchen did not want to disturb them.

Although Anping County was just a county town, it was located on a major thoroughfare. Merchants traveling from the north to the south would almost always stop here for rest. Thus, even before the hotel was complete, people had already begun to inquire and make reservations.

"This humble one greets the proprietor," Zhuo Shuiquan said respectfully, stepping forward to bow as he saw Yang Mengchen and her party arrive.

Yang Mengchen nodded with a smile, "You've worked hard." In less than two months, Zhuo Shuiquan had undergone such tremendous change; she truly had not misjudged him.

"It is my duty; I dare not speak of hardship." In order not to let down Yang Mengchen's cultivation of him, these days Zhuo Shuiquan had been vigorously studying the ways of business. "This way, please," he said, bowing slightly and stepping to the side.

Inside the shop, the staff were busy arranging various grades of Ceramic Glaze products and mirrors. Seeing Yang Mengchen, they all stopped to bow respectfully and then continued with their tasks. This showed that the staff trained by Sixth Brother and the others were indeed good. Yang Mengchen was very satisfied.

Afterwards, Yang Mengchen visited the cosmetics shop, the cement shop, and so on, until finally, she arrived at the snack shop at the end of the row.

Although it wasn't yet lunchtime, the half-street was bustling with people and filled with the aroma of various foods, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Proprietor, how come you're here?" exclaimed the dumpling vendor, Zhang Ji, upon suddenly noticing Yang Mengchen. He quickly handed his work over to his son and came forward to greet her personally.

"My family's shops will open tomorrow, and I came to arrange some things," Yang Mengchen said with a smile, then asked, "How's business?"

Before she had even considered building this snack street, she intended to use it to alleviate poverty. Therefore, she had asked Uncle Xiao to seek out those with unique snack-making skills and rent the shops to them at a low price.

She also found some extremely poor but honest and hardworking families, taught them skills like making dumplings, noodles, water dumplings, rice noodles, pancakes, and teppanyaki, so they could become self-reliant and improve their lives. Of course, once they started earning money, they would pay corresponding fees.

"Good, very good," Zhang Ji nodded continuously.

If it weren't for the Proprietor's kindness, his family might well have starved to death by now. But he was not eloquent enough to express the gratitude he felt in his heart.

Soon several other shopkeepers gathered around, each looking at Yang Mengchen with joyful faces, "The Proprietor's shops are opening tomorrow? We will surely come to congratulate you!"

"Your presence is more than enough, don't bring anything!" Yang Mengchen said, feigning seriousness.

The crowd teared up, indicating they would not bring anything.

"You all carry on; we'll be leaving," Yang Mengchen advised, "Remember what I've said before, the food must be clean and hygienic, and you must be honest and trustworthy. Never go against your conscience!"

"We remember!" the crowd nodded emphatically, tearfully watching Yang Mengchen and her entourage leave.

Curious diners asked the crowd, "Who is she? You all seem to hold her in high regard."

"She is our benefactor! She has given us new life!" someone replied loudly, recounting Yang Mengchen's compassionate acts to those who didn't know, and concluded with tears, "The Proprietor is none other than the reincarnation of the Fairy Lake's benevolent fairy, come to aid us commoners!"

The snack street vendors echoed this sentiment, widely praising Yang Mengchen's kind and compassionate nature.

Those hearing of this for the first time were full of admiration. Later, many scholars and writers composed poems and writings in her honor, thus, raising Yang Mengchen's prestige among the common folk and the literati. This was her debut on the historical stage and the beginning of her legendary life. Of course, that's a story for another time, let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Hearing the praise for Yang Mengchen from behind, Sister Jin, Hai Tang, and Rong Youyan thought: The young lady is, of course, a fairy come to relieve the suffering!

The corner of Mo Yun's mouth twitched, looking at the figure of Yang Mengchen ahead, he couldn't help but admire her to the utmost.

"Was the story of Fairy Lake written by Ah Jiu?" Long Xuanmo heard everything the people said and his eyes were filled with indulgence and pride.

Yang Mengchen's expression was serene like still water, "I adapted it using some information provided by Uncle Xiao and my own imagination."

She had integrated the stories of the Seven Fairies and the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl from her past life, then added elements from this timeline. The story itself was quite simple.

When calamity struck the mortal world, God of Heaven's favorite youngest daughter couldn't bear to see the people suffer, so she secretly descended to earth to resolve the disaster and aid the people.

By chance, she met a young farmer by a lake and fell in love with him. The young farmer also fell for the fairy at first sight, unaware of her divine status.

After the two married, the fairy devoted herself to supporting her husband and raising their children, while also helping those around them to live better lives.

However, when God of Heaven learned about this, he flew into a rage, forcibly demanding the fairy to return to heaven and causing the young farmer and their children to drown in the lake where the couple first met, he also inflicted great calamity upon the land.

The fairy pleaded with God of Heaven in vain and eventually used up all her divine power to save the people, then resolutely threw herself into the lake.

In memory of the fairy, the people named the lake Fairy Lake.

As time passed, later generations gradually forgot the origin of Fairy Lake, today it serves as a reminder of the fairy's noble and selfless virtues and spirit.

"The story is moving," Long Xuanmo commented, yet he felt an inexplicable unease that he couldn't quite place.

Yang Mengchen was about to say something when a group hurried toward them.

Stepping forward quickly and taking Yang Mengchen's hand, Lady Luo asked with caring concern, "Mengmeng, are you tired and hungry from the morning? Let's go home for some food."

"My brothers and the staff have been handling everything; I'm not tired at all," Yang Mengchen smiled, "But now that Aunty Luo mentions it, I do feel somewhat hungry."

"Let's get back to the house quickly for a meal, we must not starve the young lady," Doctor Luo immediately instructed his entourage to bring the carriage.

Nangong Lingfei hurriedly said, "Uncle Shi, I've already arranged for a meal at the Drunken Immortal Tavern here. Let's all go together." Turning to Yang Mengchen, he added, "Mengchen, someone wants to meet you."

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