The restaurant had been open for nearly a month, and business had already stabilized. With the help of Qi Taiguo and Ning Ge, Cheng Su and the others felt much more relaxed. By one in the afternoon, they had already sold out all the pre-made dishes, and any new customers could only order stir-fried dishes à la carte.
"You guys sit, I'll stir-fry a couple of dishes for us to have lunch," Cheng Su wiped down a table, then went back into the kitchen.
Qiulan, who was quick to pick up on what was needed, poured two cups of tea for Qi Taiguo and Ning Ge before busying herself with other tasks.
Soon enough, Cheng Su had prepared three dishes, and they all had a simple meal. After the last two tables of customers left, Qiulan took care of cleaning up, while Qi Taiguo and Ning Ge chatted. Cheng Su went to calculate the day's earnings at the cash register.
"Your wounds have almost healed, when are you leaving? Do you need to call home?" Qi Taiguo asked as he lit a cigarette.
