Gu Fei had a good idea of what Taotao was going to say. But if her shop was short-staffed, it was only in need of a chef, and when things got busy, she just filled the role herself.
It was just that chefs were expensive. Hiring one would cost at least two taels of silver a month, and Gu Fei couldn't bring herself to spend that much.
The family left the manor together. No one rode in Gu Sanlang's mule cart; instead, they all walked forward slowly.
Mrs. Chen suddenly said, "Oh, right, I have some good news I haven't told you yet. Your eldest sister-in-law is pregnant!"
Gu Fei let out a delighted "Ah!" and said, "That's wonderful! Mom and Dad will be able to hold a grandson soon."
Beaming, Mrs. Chen lowered her voice. "I have a feeling this one will be a boy. You know what they say, 'cravings for sour mean a boy, cravings for spicy mean a girl,' and your sister-in-law just loves sour food."
