"Hoo... hoo... hoo..."
"Oh gosh, I'm exhausted..."
Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian played wildly until 3 PM. By the time they changed clothes and returned to the shop, they were both out of breath.
Although physically tired, they were extremely exhilarated, as if truly blessed.
"Boss, what are we selling this afternoon? I feel like I've got no energy left."
Zhuo Qianqian flopped onto the chair, as limp as a noodle.
Wang Fan wasn't much better, sitting with his hands folded on the back of a chair.
"We'll have fried chicken and fries tonight. I marinated them last night."
Wang Fan's voice had a lazy tone. Even for him, today felt incredibly tiring.
Fortunately, he anticipated it last night and marinated the chicken wings and drumsticks in advance.
As for whether it's Lu Cuisine...
As long as I use scallions, ginger, and garlic to stir-fry for aroma, even a Lu Cuisine master has to admit this is Lu Cuisine!
