In the kitchen, Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng suddenly ca in, startling Da Wu’s wife.
Initially, Da Wu’s wife wanted to take advantage of this opportunity, while Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng were away, to urge her husband to discuss raising wages with Mu Shuangshuang.
Unexpectedly, Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng ca in directly, catching Da Wu’s wife off guard and unable to say what she wanted to.
She could only continuously use her eyes to hint to her husband, Sun Dawu, not to forget the important matter.
"Miss Shuangshuang, let serve you so porridge!"
On the dining table, there were only three bowls, each pre-filled with porridge.
Upon seeing Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng, Sun Dawu quickly stood up and handed his bowl of porridge towards Mu Shuangshuang, saying, "Miss Shuangshuang, you and Fengzi, have my bowl first!"
"No..." Da Wu’s wife quickly took the bowl away.
She didn’t forget to explain, "Miss Shuangshuang, this is the porridge I left to cool for Da Wu. He drank last night, and his stomach burned badly, so cold porridge is better for him."
Da Wu’s wife had put quite a lot of dried scallop in Sun Dawu’s bowl.
This bowl, she definitely wasn’t willing to give to anyone else.
"What are you doing? Isn’t it just a bowl of porridge? It doesn’t matter who drinks it!" Sun Dawu grumbled, a bit unhappy.
"Hey, if it’s for you to drink, then drink it! If you don’t feel hungry, go out and work!" Da Wu’s wife said.
Sun Dawu pouted and finally picked up his cooled bowl of porridge.
"Sister-in-law, we can serve the porridge ourselves, don’t worry about and Fengzi, we can take care of ourselves." Mu Shuangshuang stopped the already bowl-wielding Da Wu’s wife.
"Alright then, Miss Shuangshuang, Fengzi, don’t be polite, just consider this your own ho." Da Wu’s wife smiled and continued eating her breakfast.
Mu Shuangshuang really wanted to laugh at that mont, even though Da Wu’s wife’s words were courteous, this place was originally her and Fengzi’s territory.
"Fengzi, do you want so pancakes? I’ll make them for you!" Mu Shuangshuang suddenly asked Lu Yuanfeng.
Lu Yuanfeng feared it would be troubleso, so he shook his head, "Let’s keep it casual, after breakfast, I still need to chop the firewood outside."
Lu Yuanfeng was unaware of the silent tension already between Mu Shuangshuang and Da Wu’s wife at that mont.
He considered the Sun family’s feelings in everything he did and said.
"It’s precisely because you need to chop wood that we should get sothing good to eat, otherwise how will you keep up your strength? We don’t have much to do today, making pancakes won’t take long, just wait for a mont!"
The Sun family had only been here for a few days, and everything in the kitchen had been prepared by Mu Shuangshuang beforehand.
Mu Shuangshuang didn’t feel bad using them, instead, she felt that her things shouldn’t be wasted on others.
Lu Yuanfeng finally nodded.
While making pancakes, Lu Yuanfeng drank a bowl of porridge, and Sun Dawu occasionally chatted with Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng.
In conversation about baked pancakes, Sun Dawu boldly asked, "Miss Shuangshuang, it seems that no one is buying our Wu Dalang baked pancake since coming to Qingshan Town, do you know why?"
Mu Shuangshuang smiled without saying anything.
Da Wu’s wife chid in from the side, "Miss Shuangshuang, you previously helped Father Xiao Zhu sell baked pancakes so well, this ti... could you help us too?
Otherwise, Father Xiao Zhu is struggling to support the family, Xiao Zhu needs to attend school, Daya is saving for her dowry, and we have a whole family to feed."
"Sister-in-law, it’s not that I’m not helping, Qingshan Town is different from Shigou Town.
There are many businesses here, and even more selling baked pancakes, besides the two restaurants First-class Residence and Jiu Si Xuan.
Throughout Qingshan Town, rarely do things sell above market price.
Even if they do, it has to be sothing that others don’t have." Mu Shuangshuang spoke the truth.
"Are you saying we can only sell baked pancakes for two coins each on the street?" Da Wu’s wife’s voice suddenly rose.
Even though Da Wu’s wife realized her tone was too strong, she had no intention of restraining herself.
If selling baked pancakes in Qingshan Town doesn’t make money, then why stay here?
"For now, that’s indeed the case, but don’t lose heart, sister-in-law, you and Brother Da Wu make delicious baked pancakes. If you make a na for yourselves, you can earn quite a bit in a month."
Mu Shuangshuang regularly set up a stall in the town, understanding the market there.
She also sold things cheaply, from ho-grown cabbage to Fengzi’s hunted ga.
Everything was priced at market rate, the only difference being that her sweet talk could sell in half a day what others took a whole day to sell.
Da Wu’s wife smiled along, though deep down she disagreed with Mu Shuangshuang’s views.
Mu Shuangshuang believed that baked pancakes couldn’t sell for five coins each in Qingshan Town, but Da Wu’s wife was determined to try.
Da Wu’s wife’s reaction provided Mu Shuangshuang with her answer.
Chengfeng Restaurant really needed another chef; even if they couldn’t find soone temporarily, she herself couldn’t let Sun Dawu take the position.
Mu Shuangshuang made pancakes, and the Sun family each had one.
After breakfast, Lu Yuanfeng continued working, and Da Wu’s wife found an excuse to take Daya out of the kitchen.
Mu Shuangshuang sat by the table, seemingly resting, but actually waiting for Sun Dawu to discuss sothing. Earlier she had cut off the Sun family’s baked pancake plan, Sun Dawu and his wife must have other things to say.
There were only a few days before the restaurant opened, Mu Shuangshuang felt it was better to resolve any issues sooner, lest they affect the opening.
At this mont, Sun Dawu was as restless as if sitting on pins and needles, moving around.
Thinking of what his wife had said to him last night.
The baked pancake revival was out of the question, leaving only one option: raising wages.
For Sun Dawu to bring up this topic was truly difficult.
Especially knowing from Yu Dahai that opening the restaurant took Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng’s entire fortune.
"Owner, do you think our restaurant will... make money?" Sun Dawu didn’t rush into the wage raise discussion but instead talked to Mu Shuangshuang about business.
"I don’t know. Business in Qingshan Town is tough; if diners like it, we can make money, but if they don’t, there’s nothing else I can do."
Mu Shuangshuang considered carefully before responding, aware of Sun Dawu’s indirect probing.
"Owner, to be honest, I and Little Bamboo’s mother wanted to buy a few acres of land here, but we don’t have enough money.
We initially had enough, but we didn’t realize the baked pancake business in Qingshan Town would be so poor; now buying land seems impossible.
In the future, we also don’t know if this money will be enough for our family’s living expenses."
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