When Shu Yu and a few others returned to the small courtyard south of the city, Xun Sheng and Xie Bo were already gone.
In the study, Meng Yunzheng was painting, and Shu Yu wanted to discuss the matter of Little Song Le with him. Upon entering, she spotted the large artwork spread across his desk, and her eyes lit up.
"Is this... a sunflower field?"
"Yes, isn't your shop opening in a few days? You can hang it there; it might catch quite a few people's attention."
Shu Yu nodded eagerly, admiring the golden sunflower field, and loved it deeply, "This painting is eye-catching in the shop and can answer questions for the guests, telling them that melon seeds and sunflower oil come from these flowers. They might even buy more because of this beautiful field."
Putting down his brush, Meng Yunzheng turned his head to her and said with a smile, "Not just that, I'll give you an extra advantage."
"What advantage?"
