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At four o'clock in the early morning of the next day, Chen Yu habitually got up and went down to the first-floor restaurant.
However, today he did nothing except prepare the seasoning for the marinated foods, making them into spice packs and leaving them there.
Today, he was going to make a bold attempt!
Before long, Wang Qingshan hurried into the store.
"Master, you're here so early!"
Chen Yu's face showed helplessness, "Master Wang, how many times have I told you not to call me that."
Wang Qingshan scratched his head somewhat embarrassingly, "Then what should I call you?"
"You are older than me, just calling me Little Chen will do!"
Wang Qingshan didn't immediately agree but simply smiled, went straight to the cold room, and pulled out a cart of pig heads and knuckles, starting to process them by himself.
"Master Wang, I have something to do today, I might not be in the store, so I'll have to trouble you to help keep an eye on it."
