Outside, it's below minus ten degrees, and there are over a dozen stoves working inside. It's so warm that you want to take off your thick cotton coat as soon as you walk in.
"No wonder the hotpot restaurant is doing so well. Who wouldn't want to find a warm place to eat out in the middle of winter?" Liang Hongmei said, glancing around the hall, "Xiao Wan, are there fewer customers than before recently?"
"Mom, that's normal. It's almost New Year, and most workers are on holiday these days. Recently, it's just friends' dinner parties coming in. Here, we'll probably have a break in a couple of days too."
"If business is slow, just take a holiday. You all deserve some rest." Liang Hongmei felt sorry for her two kids. Ying Hui was doing okay, only occasionally coming back from school to help out. Xiao Wan, a young girl, was busy from morning till night. When Ying Hui rarely came back to look after the shop, Xiao Wan would go to the casserole shop to replace her.
