Han Qiao personally went to the kitchen to give the order. Aunt Zhao quickly approached as soon as she saw her, "Madam."
"Are there any snacks left for the children?"
"We have wontons and buns. Each person will have two buns and a bowl of wontons. If they're still hungry, we can give them an extra bun."
"Are they meat buns?" Han Qiao asked.
Aunt Zhao quickly nodded, "Yes, Madam,"
"Let them eat their fill, but don't let them be stuffed full."
"Don't worry, Madam. The children all know this and won't be greedy."
Han Qiao talked to Aunt Zhao for a while and asked her if she was used to the new place.
She wanted to bring her to the city tomorrow, because moving forward, she would have to go shopping herself.
As the housekeeper of the kitchen, she had to know the price by heart.
Aunt Zhao smiled, "Then, are we leaving after breakfast tomorrow?"
"Yes."
"Alright, I'll prepare the list tonight."