He Fang was happy to hear these words. The stove she made indeed wasn't worth much, but it was a hassle to construct. Since her father put great effort into making this stove, it would naturally be good to get more money for it.
"Sis, don't worry. I promise I'll have the stove ready for you tomorrow. I won't delay your use of it."
Tong Yao nodded, "Then I'll trouble you all with this. I'll go buy a table and bring it over later."
Having settled this matter, Tong Yao headed directly to the street. After much inquiry, she managed to buy cups for the milk tea. The price was higher than she had imagined—one cup even cost a cent. The straws required exceeded her original budget. After much hesitation, she gritted her teeth and bought over a hundred cups. She also bought black tea, rock sugar, oil drainer, enamel tanks, a folding table, and three large water barrels. Finally, she bought a large round pot. In short, she bought everything she needed.
