The sisters laughed out loud, prompting laughter from several other tables of diners around them.
Indeed, this matter was truly Cheng Yuexiu's fault, and everyone present was astute enough to see that clearly.
Humiliated by the laughter, Cheng Yuexiu huffed in annoyance, "Fine! If you won't go, I'll find someone else!"
Having said that, Cheng Yuexiu had Ah Ling stand by the counter; as soon as a customer entered, Ah Ling would approach to sell their elegant room. Unfortunately, after asking several patrons, not a single person was willing to shell out twenty-five taels of silver for the room.
Not even for five taels of silver, let alone twenty-five. Those of status had already reserved rooms, and those without status didn't mind whether they ate in the main hall or an elegant room. Cheng Yuexiu only thought of getting rid of her own room, never considering that it was nearly noon and unlikely anyone would want to take it.