Su Mei clearly saw the different ink stamps on top and didn't worry about mixing them up, nodding to show she understood.
After Su Mei left.
Chun Xing walked in, carrying a tray with freshly made sour milk.
"My lady, look, this was sent from the main kitchen; Aunty Hu finally succeeded in making sour milk this time." Chun Xing looked at the milk-white sour milk in the bowl, resembling jelly, with some surprise.
"Really?" Ye Muyu was a bit surprised, took out a spoon, and tasted it. The sweetness was moderate, and the flavor was just right. She squinted with a smile: "Not bad, indeed done very well. However, this sour milk doesn't keep for long, so we need to pay extra attention when selling it in the shop."
"Yes, indeed, no problem; it will surely sell well."
"Has the shop been bought?" Ye Muyu, having nothing to do now, started contemplating the shop opening.
