In the blink of an eye, another month had passed.
Business at Xingfu Restaurant had stabilized, with a steady daily footfall of around five hundred people and an average net profit of about two hundred and thirty yuan.
Business was better on Saturdays and Sundays, typically busy from morning till night, and sometimes even the vegetables and meat delivered from Quanfu Building were not enough, so Lin Xiang had to go and borrow some from them.
After figuring out this pattern, Quanfu Building's procurement would send extra vegetables and meat every weekend.
Besides Zheng Miaoyue, the other four roommates would come to work part-time on weekends.
Lin Xiang paid them a part-time wage of one yuan a day, along with two meals, and settled the wages on the spot.
This way, during the busiest times, the restaurant had adequate staff, and the roommates could also earn a little extra money.
