Fu Cheng couldn't even bear to look at Xue Can's foolish grin.
The guy must think Shen Lu cares about him.
Too bad Shen Lu's kindness was unconditional and offered to everyone.
It held no special meaning.
After the two large basins of Spicy Dry Pot were completely devoured, Wu Jun rubbed his stuffed stomach, exclaiming how satisfying it was.
"Boss Shen, this... this Spicy Dry Pot tastes amazing!"
Huo Qian wiped the red oil from her lips. "If you were to sell this, it would probably be very popular."
Shen Lu had heard this all before. Unfazed, she waved her hand dismissively. "We'll see. The slow season is about to start, so stabilizing our revenue is the top priority."
After the meal, Shen Lu went to the backyard and entered the metal shed to check on the Liu father and son's work. She found that the Level 1 seeds hadn't been sorted properly; some Second Level seeds were mixed in.
