Mu Shuangshuang's so-called rent is practically nothing.
Giving the little ones some rice snacks is really nothing for Uncle Mu Dajiang.
"But I don't know how to make rice snacks, I'm afraid I can't earn any money."
Mu Dajiang expressed his concern.
"Shuangshuang will teach you. You can start whenever you want."
"Really?" Mu Dajiang was full of excitement, not knowing how to express his gratitude to Mu Shuangshuang.
"Of course, but Uncle, you should hurry up and eat. It's a big deal."
Mu Dajiang glanced at the dishes they hardly touched, looking apologetic.
"You guys eat quickly, I won't say anything, hehe!"
After lunch, Lu Yuanfeng helped Mu Shuangshuang bring out the iron chunk.
With the rice and sugar ready, Mu Shuangshuang demonstrated on the spot. When she put the machine on the fire, Liu Zian rushed over.
"Shuangshuang, this looks really dangerous. You don't demonstrate; why don't you teach me? I'll do it!"
Lu Yuanfeng frowned at the eager Liu Zian.
