Chapter 2107
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Although they would feel a little hungry at night, they would feel better after a good night's sleep. Naturally, they wouldn't feel hungry when they were asleep.
The next morning, Old Zhao's family woke up early and prepared to go to Yang City together.
It was a long journey to Yang City on foot, but no one planned to walk there. Instead, they woke up early and drove the ox cart.
Hence, the family took the ox-cart to Yang City.
Zhao Yun 'er's family was different from the rest of Old Zhao's family.
The rest of the family usually didn't have anything good to eat. Now that they had a chance to eat and drink for free, they were naturally happy and couldn't wait to rush over. They wanted to eat the food in the restaurant as soon as possible.
However, Zhao Yun 'er's family was different.
Zhao Yun 'er's family usually ate very good food. They didn't want to take advantage of this and couldn't wait to eat.
As usual, they woke up naturally. They drove Xiao Mao and Mu Lianfeng's carriage and followed Old Zhao's family to Yang City. They went to find the restaurant opened by Zhao Ping 'er and Qin Yuan.
This restaurant could only be said to be of average quality. The market was also average.
After all, they didn't have much capital and could only rent a shop like this.
Yang City was more prosperous. There were many other luxurious restaurants. Of course, they were all for the rich.
Zhao Ping 'er and Qin Yuan's restaurant was already very grand and luxurious in the eyes of the villagers.
For the villagers, they couldn't even set up a small stall in Yang City, let alone open a restaurant. No matter how hard they worked, they couldn't earn money faster than doing business.
Old Zhao's family looked at the newly decorated restaurant and began to click their tongues in admiration.
"Aiya, Ping 'er and her husband are really amazing. They opened such a big restaurant. How much money do they earn in a day?" Feng Zhangxia stared at Zhao Ping' er's restaurant with envy.
Zhao Xinhui snorted. "Sister-in-law, how much money he earns has nothing to do with you. Anyway, you don't have to worry about it."
Feng Zhangxia pursed her lips awkwardly and said, "Little Sister, I was just saying it casually. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't."
Zhao Xinhui smiled. "It's good that you know."
Looking at such a big restaurant, Zhao Xinhui's eyes were filled with pride.
Others might not know, but she knew very well that this restaurant was opened by Zhao Ping 'er and Qin Yuan together, but she was the one who paid for it.
Later on, when she was together with Qin Yuan, she would be in control of the restaurant's income.
Zhao Xinhui was in a good mood when he thought about how he could live a prosperous life with this restaurant in the future.
The other members of Old Zhao's family had not seen much of the world. As soon as they entered the restaurant, they looked left and right curiously.
The children couldn't help but reach out their hands and touch everything around them.
With so many people here, Zhao Ping 'er had to act like a lady boss and direct the restaurant's hired workers to work.
Because the restaurant needed to be busy, she arranged for a few waiters and a few people to work in the kitchen.
She spent some money to hire a good chef, just to make sure that the dishes tasted good.
After all, the restaurant was about taste. Customers would only be willing to come if the dishes were delicious.
They were not a high-end restaurant, so they could only rely on taste to win.
In addition, their pig offal was a specialty dish, so their business would not be too bad in the future.
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