"Oh… well, in that case, could we bring over the meat and flour and ask you to help us? Would that be alright?" Xiao Hong blinked, remembering what her mother had specifically told her. She fought the urge to run away and pushed herself to continue asking.
"If that's the case, why don't you just place an order with us directly? Just tell us how many meat buns you need for that day, and we'll have them cooked, steamed, and ready for you to pick up." Gu Nuan Nuan had initially planned to refuse, but when she saw how mortified her classmate was, a spark of inspiration hit her. 'We're making meat buns every day now anyway, so making a few more won't be a problem. We can just think of it as a soft opening.'
"An order?" Xiao Hong froze, then looked up at Gu Nuan Nuan shyly and asked in a small voice, "So… are your meat buns expensive?"
