After the lunch shift ended, Cheng Su took Ning Ge, the porter, to the market where she bargained repeatedly and spent one hundred and eighty yuan to buy two electric fans. When paying, she sighed deeply, her heart aching with the expense.
Each carrying one, they headed back, and after installing one of the fans in the small restaurant and feeling the cool breeze, Cheng Su finally felt a bit better.
There's no gain without pain, she would earn it back eventually. Seeing her savings decrease, she was even more determined not to sell the pineapple jam recipe.
The jam had a low cost, high profit, and quick returns, definitely faster than the restaurant's revenue, but to keep operating, she needed to go through the proper procedures.
"Aren't we installing this one?" Ning Ge asked, pointing to the other fan.
"That one goes home," Cheng Su replied, glancing at the sky and noticing the yard was already tidied up. She tidied herself a bit, then called for Ning Ge to go home with her.
