After a busy morning, whether it was buns, porridge, or eggs, everything was sold out.
Looking at the empty pots and steamers, Pei Yang and Pei Shanshan both started to laugh.
One instance of good business might be luck.
But selling out every time can only mean their stuff is good.
Because their stuff is good, people come to buy.
Seeing them so happy, Jiang Ran's eyebrows curved slightly, but she quickly suppressed it.
When her expression returned to emotionless, Jiang Ran felt a bit complicated inside.
When can I just smile whenever I want without fear of ruining my image!
Before Jiang Ran could figure it out, she saw Wang Cuilan holding Pei Jing's hand, walking over steadily.
Seeing them coming, Pei Shanshan and Pei Yang couldn't just laugh foolishly anymore.
"Mom, have you and Little Jing eaten?" Pei Shanshan quickly asked.
