Xia's Main Store's IGO food transport truck parked nearby, attracting quite a crowd.
Staff in black uniforms unloaded crates of sealed goods, stacking them at the store's entrance like a small hill, astoundingly.
After Xia Yu signed the papers and waved goodbye to the truck, Zhu Qing and the Yuchuan sisters immediately surrounded him, staring at him curiously.
"What's all this stuff? Why did you buy so much at once?"
Zhu Qing asked.
"It's the essentials for making snacks at the Christmas Food Festival. Is this much really a lot? I'm worried it might not be enough."
Xia Yu furrowed his brows then relaxed them.
In fact, the last time he had discussed the Christmas Food Festival preparations with Rui Shan Zhi Jin Ye, he had already been considering, unapologetically speaking, how Xia's Main Store, as the soul pillar of the shopping street, could contribute to the festival?
