Bai Yue and Wang Yan were washing dishes, and the young worker was already so tired he had collapsed.
These past few days had been busier than anyone could have anticipated, so all the inexperienced staff were finding it tough, and there weren't enough hands; that's how everyone ended up doing the work of three or four people.
Bai Xiao cradled a bowl of dough drop soup, savoring each bite. Having finished the rush, she had lit the stove and cooked a large pot; now anyone with enough energy was holding a bowl and enjoying it immensely.
"Sister! How's it going? It seems to be getting better and better! You should consider hiring a few more waiters with your brother-in-law. Otherwise, we're all so busy we don't have time to breathe, and look at you, you can't even count the money in peace! It's easy to make mistakes this way. If we lose money in a mistake, it might cost more than hiring another person," he didn't want his sister to be too worn out.
