Gu Yumei was overjoyed when she heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Third Grandma, are you serious? Our family doesn't have to blend spices anymore?"
That's great; she was tired of blending spices every day.
Mrs. Chen frowned at Gu Yumei's smiling face and scolded, "What are you happy about?"
Where's such a good deal where they don't work but still get money? Third Aunt must have something else to say.
Sure enough, Third Grandma said, "However, you have to take over Ms. Xu Wang's work and make fried tofu for the workshop."
Third Grandma looked at Gu Yumei and said, "Especially Sister Mei, you work slowly, our fried tofu sells well, so you need to get up early and start working, otherwise you won't deliver the goods to the customers in time."
Gu Yumei's smile stiffened, and after a moment, she reacted and cried out, "You want me to go to the workshop to make fried tofu?!"
