When they dealt with those mushrooms at the state-run restaurant and looked at the money made from selling the chicken mushrooms, Xu Minghui felt a surge of impulsiveness, wanting to quit his job and come back to pick mushrooms.
They were making several dollars every day; in just a few days, it could match his monthly salary.
"Sis, honestly, tell me, how much have you saved?" Xu Minghui was extremely envious.
"Not much, why?" Xu Mumu raised her eyebrows slightly.
"I want to go pick these chicken mushrooms and sell them too." Xu Minghui joked; he cherished his current job.
"You're dreaming." Xu Mumu looked at Xu Minghui coolly, she felt her brother was being a bit cheeky, wanting her to put him in his place.
"Oh, I'm just saying it randomly." Xu Minghui said with a smile.
"Let's go to Du Yu's house. His dad worked quite hard to get you that job, bring these over to them." Xu Mumu didn't sell all the chicken mushrooms she picked this time; she saved some.
