When Lu Yuanfeng and the Zhao Brothers entered, they happened to catch the aroma of the oil-splashed noodles, each one sniffing nonstop.
Zhao Daniu, being rather outgoing, quickly scampered over to Mu Shuangshuang and pointed at the dishes already laid on the table.
"Shuangshuang, did you make this?"
"Yep, how does it smell? Feeling hungry now, aren't you? Hurry up and wash your hands, we're about to eat." Mu Shuangshuang replied with a smile.
"Yes, yes, Brother Yuan Feng, working for Shuangshuang is really a profit for us."
Not to mention getting lunch included, they also earn wages for working in town.
Because of this, Zhao Daniu and Zhao Dahu worked exceptionally hard.
Little Zhi and Xiao Han had already washed their hands. With limited chairs at Lu Yuanfeng's, Mu Shuangshuang served them each a bowl of porridge and had them sit with Yuanbao on the threshold to eat.
