After finishing the braised pork belly, Shen Lu edited the video she'd filmed and uploaded it to her account.
Then, as usual, she claimed the first comment, posting the same content as yesterday—an ad for her own shop.
The view count was rising at a decent rate. Shen Lu didn't have time to keep an eye on the comments, so she turned off her Light Brain and got back to work in the kitchen.
Along with Cai Su and Wang Daguo, she moved all the dishes to the serving window of the fast-food section, ready for customers to arrive.
"If only the malatang cooker were a little bigger," Cai Su suddenly mused in a low voice. "It takes a fair bit of time to cook a whole batch of ingredients."
Shen Lu nodded in agreement. She had noticed this issue long ago.
A single malatang cooker could handle sixty skewers at most. Assuming an average customer bought two skewers, that meant it would only take thirty customers to sell out completely.
