Hearing noises from inside the small bungalow, Chen Yang immediately went over and walked to the door.
Just as he was about to push the door open, he suddenly heard the landlady's voice again, "Boss Liu, the price really can't go any higher! If it does, my little restaurant truly won't be able to bear the burden."
"Caiyun, don't act like I'm a fool! Your little restaurant makes a net profit of at least a few thousand yuan every day, you think I don't know that?" a voice like an old man's replied.
"Oh my! My Boss Liu, where does the restaurant get such huge profits? If we didn't count labor and materials, that would be about right!" the landlady said with a tone of helplessness.
After hearing what the landlady said, the old man snorted lightly, then said, "I don't care. The price of these wild mushrooms has to go up, otherwise, I'll sell them to someone else tomorrow."
