80 Rougamo

Song Xiao ate the noodles in his bowl with relish. "Sister! I think our Mom's braised meat is also delicious. If there's really no other way, let's serve this as a dish."

Song Ping nodded. "I think it's fine! My wife's culinary skills are top-notch! In the past, when she supplied state-run restaurants, they all said that it was delicious. There's no problem selling it in town!"

Song Yao nodded in agreement. "That's possible, but there aren't many people in the shop now. We won't be able to earn much money even if we work from morning to night. I want to spend money to hire a few more people to help me. Moreover, the private room on the first floor is too small. We can consider moving the table outside the courtyard to eat."

"Will this work?" Song Ping questioned.

Let the guests eat outside? Wouldn't that be disrespectful?

"Why not? Isn't it so comfortable to eat in the breeze?"