At noon, Chen Yu was busy preparing the ingredients when Zhang Qian entered the kitchen with a strange expression on her face.
"Brother Yu, there are two guys outside acting all sneaky. They've been here several times in the past few days, always staring at the kitchen."
Chen Yu looked up and sure enough, he saw two shifty-looking fellows.
One of them he had seen before; it was the spy previously sent by the breakfast shop nearby.
"Don't mind them, since they've come through the door, they're guests. Just serve them well," he said.
Zhang Qian nodded and didn't say anything more, just went out and served the two men a cup of tea.
The breakfast shops in the vicinity had suffered greatly due to Chen Yu's impact, with more than half already closed down.
Only a few larger-scale ones were still struggling to stay open.
It could be said that now, this street and several others nearby were dominated solely by Chen Yu's store.
