Handing over the several large packages of medicine to A'niu.
"Big sis, tell the chef to hurry up and brew it; otherwise, the toilets won't be enough soon." A'niu quickly passed the herbal medicine to Sun Yingying.
Another half an hour, and it would be the time when the laxative would be most potent.
Looking at A'niu with eyes full of admiration, Sun Yingying had no time to say anything else and ran towards the kitchen in her high heels, "Chef Li, please get everyone to brew the medicine as soon as possible."
The big fat man in the white chef's uniform was Li Daguang, the head chef of the Peach Blossom Hotel, who was just standing in the kitchen picking his teeth.
What Sun Yingying didn't expect was.
Li Daguang just glanced sideways at the medicine packages in Sun Yingying's hand, crossed his arms, and said coldly, "Who knows what poison that fruit peddling vagabond is cooking up?!"
"Li Daguang, do you know what you are saying?" Sun Yingying's face changed.
