Chen Qingqing's eyes brightened. "Yes! There's no room to reduce the price when we set it at forty cents per bowl with such tasty soup and a generous amount of sliced pork. If others want to reduce their prices, they have to cut down on the ingredients. But then the taste will be worse than mine."
Gu Qingyao smiled. "That's right. It's getting late now; I'm going to leave with Brother Mo. You can take some time to figure it out. After your brother comes back at night, you can purchase a hand cart, some bowls and chopsticks, foldable chairs and tables. Remember to warm the stove early.
"You can start the business tomorrow morning. Since it will be your first time, I'll accompany you."
Gu Qingyao then took out five hundred yuan and passed it to her, "Take this to buy the things that you need."
Chen Qingqing was shocked and rejected the offer, "No, no, Sister Gu, I can't take the money. You're so kind to me. I can't…"