Shanshan's mom laughed and said, "I haven't cooked many dishes. My cooking skills are no better than yours, the restaurant owner's. Oh dear, you've come all this way, why did you bring anything?"

He Lanying: "You should have called your mother and grandmother over."

“My mom doesn’t have time; she went shopping with her former colleagues. My grandma gets carsick, and it’s a bit far for us to come all this way; she can’t handle it,” He Wenlin said. “During the May Day holiday, you can all come to my place for dinner. I’ll have my dad drive over to pick you all up.”

Lin Fei and He Wenjun didn't come today either. They had a rare day off, so they went online.

"Brother Hua, I heard you're opening a shop? Have you rented the place yet?" He Ling asked.

"Not yet, I just have this idea," He Wenhua said. "Auntie, do you know how many people from other places work at those two garment factories?"

"I didn't live in that dormitory, so I don't really know. I only know that several people in my original group were from Raocheng. Do you need to ask this when you open a shop?"

He Wenhua explained, "Linlin said we need to do some research before opening the store. What if the factory is full of locals, either from within the province or from Jiangsu province, who can't handle spicy food? Then our store won't be able to do business."

He Lanying and Shanshan's mother nodded in agreement: "That's true. Our dishes are very flavorful, and the people here aren't used to them. My neighbors are all locals. Every time I cook, they say it's too pungent and spicy. When they see us eating chopped chili peppers or stir-fried loofah with chili peppers, they all tremble with fear."

Shanshan's mother gave another suggestion: "After you finish eating, wander around a bit and go back later. Around lunchtime in the afternoon, go to the dormitory and ask the people living there for directions."

Those are all dormitories, with many people living in one dormitory, so they must know the situation better.