Xiao Bao whispered, "Mom, there aren't many people in uncle's shop."
Though young, he knew that if there weren't many customers in the shop, it meant the business wasn't doing well.
Yun Xiaoxiao thought it was something serious.
Upon hearing that, she burst into laughter, "Today is New Year's Eve, many people are busy at home frying meatballs, twisted dough strips, and rice cakes."
Meatballs?
They knew about them and had even tried them.
Twisted dough strips?
"Right, now that buying meat doesn't require meat tickets, some families even fry little crispy meats, which are especially delicious."
Frying a big piece of crispy meat, cutting it into chunks, and placing some kelp strands underneath to steam until soft so it won't cause heatiness when eaten.
Thinking of her own average cooking skills, Xiaoxiao realized she could only manage simple dishes and not the complicated ones.
