Song Yao had wanted to open a restaurant a long time ago, but unfortunately, she didn't have much capital at that time.
She had already bought a house in town. When the house was renovated, she could build a small restaurant in the warehouse.
"Will that work? What if they don't like our cooking?" Gu Li was a little worried. The villagers' cooking was not as exquisite as the people in the city. It was fine as long as the food they made could be eaten. Would the city people be used to eating it?
However, Song Yao shook her head and said, "Don't worry. I know how to cook."
"You? Cook?" Gu Li couldn't help but laugh.
