Zhang Yaoyao felt touched, took it with both hands, and said sincerely.

"Thank you, Sister Yan!"

After expressing her gratitude, she looked up at the other sisters-in-law in the store, who were also looking at her with a distressed look. Zhang Yaoyao's heart was shocked again. She stood up and said something sincerely to the other sisters-in-law.

"Thank you also to all the sisters-in-law for your hard work while I was away from the store!"

A trace of relief flashed across everyone's face, and then Mrs. Yan stepped forward and said.

"Okay, Yaoyao, since we're following you, we'll be like family from now on. There's no need to thank you all the time. Hurry and eat. I see dark circles under your eyes. I guess you didn't get enough rest from traveling with the goods. After you finish eating, take a quick shower and have a good sleep. We'll be here in the store. The other sisters-in-law and I will bring you back, arrange the fabric, and start organizing the production of clothes."

"Um!"

Zhang Yaoyao suppressed the emotion and shock in her heart, hummed, and began to eat the brown sugar eggs in small bites. After a while, she had finished a big bowl of brown sugar eggs.

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Zhang Yaoyao felt warm both physically and mentally. She went to the bathroom and washed herself thoroughly. During the two days and two nights in the car, not only had she not eaten well and slept well, but she was also greasy all over due to the limited conditions. After taking a shower, she felt like a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders, and she felt much more comfortable.

Seeing how tired Zhang Yaoyao was, Mrs. Yan and the others pushed and pulled her back to the bedroom to let her rest. Zhang Yaoyao didn't refuse. After drying her hair, she lay back in the warm bed and fell into a comfortable sleep.

When Zhang Yaoyao woke up again, it was already dark. The bedroom was quiet, and even the yard was quiet. She must have gone home from get off work long ago. Zhang Yaoyao poked her head out of the quilt, opened the curtains, and looked. The moon was at its zenith. It must be very late!

Zhang Yaoyao originally wanted to continue sleeping, but she remembered something and cried out inwardly.

"Oh no! I still have to make milk tea tomorrow morning."

He quickly got up, put on his shoes, looked at the sky outside, and estimated that it was around ten o'clock in the evening. He secretly thanked God that it was not too late and some things could still be bought.

It’s not very convenient to not have a watch, as you have to check the weather to determine the time.

I was so busy resting when I came back that I forgot about the milk tea supply. It has been out of stock for several days, so I have to switch to a new variety of milk tea tomorrow.

We can no longer stop supplying caramel milk tea to Lu Sinian’s coffee shop. We have to switch to other varieties of milk tea, otherwise it will affect the business.

After all, if a type of milk tea has been sold for a while and then the supply is cut off for a few days, and you don’t change the flavor when you start selling milk tea again, it will easily cause people’s taste fatigue.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Yaoyao had already dressed and left. Using the streetlights of Fushou Street, she quickly arrived at the nearby vegetable market. It was pitch black, and a few people were faintly visible at the entrance. As she approached under the dim streetlights, she saw several people hunched over, filling baskets at the stalls with something. Zhang Yaoyao's heart was finally at ease.

Based on her previous familiarity with the area of the vegetable market, the people at the door hunched over under the lights and filling their baskets must be fruits, and her new variety of milk tea required buying fruits.

I am really thankful that these days, fruit vendors are often the last to close their stalls, which became Zhang Yaoyao's lifeline for making new milk tea.

Zhang Yaoyao quickened her pace and quickly approached the people who were packing up the fruit stall. She happened to meet a middle-aged woman who was stuffing grapefruits into the basket one by one. Yaoyao subconsciously stopped her and asked.

"Excuse me, ma'am, please don't close your stall just yet. How much are your grapefruits?"

Since there were grapefruits for sale, Zhang Yaoyao decided to make grapefruit milk tea tomorrow. The sour and sweet grapefruit, combined with the sweet milk tea, would definitely create a different taste.

The middle-aged woman who was packing grapefruits subconsciously stopped what she was doing when she heard Zhang Yaoyao's words. She looked up at Zhang Yaoyao and saw a pretty little girl standing in front of her, staring at the grapefruits in her hands without blinking. She couldn't help laughing.

"Little girl, why are you still out buying pomelo at this hour of night? It just so happens that I closed my stall late, otherwise you wouldn't have any to eat."

Zhang Yaoyao: “…”

Wasn't it because she was too tired from buying fabric that she overslept? However, what the old lady said was right. If the stall hadn't closed late, she wouldn't even be able to pick up a grapefruit peel now. She quickly apologized with a smile.

"Yes, Auntie, I didn't get to go out during the day, so I happened to come out now, thinking of trying some fruit and trying my luck. I didn't expect to actually run into you while you were still packing up your stall. I'm really lucky!"

Having said that, Zhang Yaoyao squatted down, took the pomelo from the old lady, weighed it in her hand, and said softly.

"Auntie, how much are you selling these pomeloes for?"

The middle-aged woman selling fruit looked at Zhang Yaoyao, who seemed to be very familiar with her. She picked up the grapefruits from her basket, shook this one and touched that one, looking very experienced. She couldn't help but laugh.

"Little girl, you want some pomelo? I'm closing the stall now, so I won't quote you any prices. Here's how: these pomeloes are all grown at home. They're big, thin-skinned, and juicy. They're sour and sweet, perfect for a little girl like you. I'll charge you two yuan each."

Anyway, in the old lady's opinion, a girl like Zhang Yaoyao should have no money in her pocket, so naturally she couldn't afford to buy a few grapefruits. And since the stall was closing, she just offered the lowest price.

Zhang Yaoyao had already skillfully picked out seven or eight grapefruits from the basket. These grapefruits felt heavy when weighed in her hands, and the flesh inside should be very firm. This was the method of selecting fruits that Zhang Yaoyao learned in her previous life.

In 1989, there was no ambiguity at all, and I could naturally pick a big, thin-skinned pomelo. Hearing what the aunt said, he was very happy, gathered seven or eight pomeloes together, and said to the aunt.

"Auntie, you really understand our tastes. You know we like sweet and sour fruits. Okay, since you didn't ask for a high price, I'll buy all eight grapefruits. Two yuan each, right? I'll give you sixteen yuan. Please find a bag to pack these grapefruits so I can carry them back."

As she spoke, Zhang Yaoyao took out sixteen yuan from her pocket and handed it over without hesitation, which stunned the middle-aged woman selling fruits. It took her a long time to come back to her senses. She thought, my goodness, this little girl looks skinny and frail, but she can eat a lot. She bought eight grapefruits by herself. Isn’t she afraid that her teeth will fall out from the sourness?