"Mom, you know, sister-in-law's steamed buns are quite popular, huh."
Dashi initially felt embarrassed, but later his voice went hoarse from shouting for everyone to buy buns.
At this moment, he felt a mysterious confidence that he was also good at doing business.
"This is just the beginning." Taking the opportunity to educate her eldest son, Tong Huaqiong said calmly, "Don't you want to be the shopkeeper at Zheng's shop? Instead of being eager about that, why not think of doing business and become your own shopkeeper? Why follow others and get irritated."
Dashi chuckled and said, "Mom, don't bring up the Zheng Family matter. I was just blinded by stupidity."
He didn't believe that just a basket of buns could develop into a shop. His mother was merely hinting at his absurd idea of swapping his niece for the role of a shopkeeper.
Tong Huaqiong sneered, "Good that you know."
This bad bamboo shows signs of turning good, so quickly realizing self-reflection.
