Qu Fulan didn't go to check the progress of the renovations today, as she visited every few days to inspect personally and had staff supervising constantly, so she wasn't too worried.
Now she was at home researching new dishes. Since she was about to open a shop, she had to make the dishes herself a few times, ensuring she could recreate the flavors from her memory before feeling reassured.
She was confident in her cooking skills but was concerned that she might overlook a few steps due to not practicing for a while, though she believed that doing it a few times would bring back her touch.
She was just waiting for the day of the opening, relying on the aroma alone to attract customers, without having to spend too much effort on marketing. After all, her food shop wasn't positioned as high-end, nor low-end, but a kind of shop where the general public would casually enter.
