The sour, spicy and delicious fish with pickles and the tangy, sweet fruit juice satisfied the customers.
Gu Fangting said happily as she saw the crowd in the restaurant grow, "Older Cousin, business is pretty good! It's not even lunchtime yet. It's almost noon. I suppose the crowd will grow."
Gu Qingyao smiled and said, "It's natural for people to like new things. No one else could have made such delicious fish and at such a low price."
It was true.
Gu Fangting did not wonder at that. Because Gu Qingyao had made this dish for her before. Of course it was delicious.
One must know that ordinary citizens were not used to such food. It was natural. A couple of decades ago, things were in chaos, and there was a famine. At that time, people were so hungry they even ate all the tree bark and grassroots, much less fish.
At that time, they would eat anything as long as it did not kill them. Now that times were better, things were changing.