One or two days would be normal, but after all this time, was there really not a single day where he earned more than Sanlang?
Mrs. Chen didn't believe it.
'This son of mine has quite a few tricks up his sleeve.'
Gu Fei, unaware of her mother's thoughts, smiled at Er Lang. "Second Brother, don't be in such a hurry. How about this: from now on, spend your mornings buying produce, marinating the meat, and putting it on skewers. Don't start selling until it's almost noon."
"No one's eating this kind of food first thing in the morning anyway."
"I still have some bamboo skewers you can use for now. Later, you'll need to find someone to order them from yourself. I can tell you where to go, but you'll have to place the order."
