Today is probably the busiest day, working all the way until five in the afternoon before packing up.
Over there, the families of Li Weimin and Li Weiqiang were also busy enough to feel overwhelmed.
Here, Gu Xiaoqing almost collapsed on the bench from exhaustion, constantly busy serving and collecting money.
Her face was so frozen that she couldn't feel anything.
But she was happy inside.
The families of the three sat down to rest.
They hadn't eaten yet.
In the end, it was Gu Xiaoqing and Gu Xiaoying who managed to make ten bowls of leftover sheep offal soup, one bowl each, nothing more, even the broth in the pot was gone.
Everyone held their bowls and ate warmly.
After eating, Li Weimin and Li Weiqiang wiped their mouths and started praising.
"Xiaoqing sure has great skills, and the taste—it's really delicious."
Even Han Xue and Liu Fen were envious, this kid really has a good brain, coming up with an idea so casually.
