Linjiang Town South Street, Qingfeng Inn, the shopkeeper Chu Qingyan never leaves his hand with a black iron abacus. He can calculate the profit and loss of accounts, the pros and cons of people's hearts, and the cost of risks, but he cannot calculate how long his peaceful days can last.
There was a rebellion in the Longxi Chamber of Commerce, and a talented young man disappeared from the world. Two months later, Qingfeng Inn had an additional accountant named Jiang Li. He had a lot to do, but right now he just wanted to rest and soak up the sun.
The days were uneventful until a strange disease spread at the wharf, the black stone surfaced, and the past happened again in the fog. Two people, each with their own secrets, tested, fought, and stood in each other's way during the daily routine of settling accounts, cooking, and selling ginger soup, starting a long attack and defense of the fortress of rationality and penetration of warmth.
Intention: The world is not only about grudges and grudges, but also about food, rice, oil, salt and the warmth of people's hearts. In this world of scheming and being plotted, there is always a kind of friendship that is worth making a loss-making transaction.