Lunch, because of Mu Shuangshuang's cold mixed preserved egg, turned into a particularly blissful event.
The tangy and spicy taste, in this rather hot weather, was simply a delight to eat.
Mu Dashan was extremely excited.
The things his daughter made were simply a culinary delight.
He reckoned he wouldn't taste anything so delicious for the rest of his life.
"Shuangshuang, your preserved egg is amazing, I've never eaten anything this delicious!"
Mu Dalang's face turned red from the spice, but he still couldn't stop praising Mu Shuangshuang.
Mu Shuangshuang calculated in her heart, if a batch of preserved eggs could be produced every half a month, how much she would earn, including the bean sprouts she had.
These past few days, Mu Shuangshuang had been observing the batch of bean sprouts, growing exceptionally well,
