"Okay, which store are you at?" Ye Qingqing asked cheerfully.

Sweet osmanthus glutinous rice balls are the best, they are fragrant, sweet and glutinous. However, they are best eaten boiled in sweet soup. The large glutinous rice balls bought outside are best fried, they are also very fragrant and delicious.

"At the main store, my dad went to inspect the branches today. I'm here at the main store. Oh... I have to go now. Come over in a bit. Two more tables of customers have arrived. I'll go and arrange things."

Tang Yuanyuan hung up the phone in a hurry. Ye Qingqing smiled, put away her phone. The current Tang Yuanyuan is shrewd and capable, with the demeanor of a strong woman. She is no longer the timid little chubby girl she used to be.

She bought five jin of glutinous rice balls for the Lantern Festival. These weren't handmade; they were made by machine. A huge basin was equipped with an electric motor that allowed the basin to rotate at a constant speed. Then, semi-wet glutinous rice flour and a small amount of red bean paste, about the size of a little finger, were poured in. The filling, coated in the semi-wet glutinous rice flour, was slowly rolled into balls, growing larger and larger until they were about the size of ping-pong balls.

These dumplings are best fried. They taste a bit like glutinous rice cakes. They can get greasy if you eat too many, but Wuchen and Xiaotong both love them, so Ye Qingqing bought more.

She packed a large bag of five jin of glutinous rice balls into her spatial storage and rode her bike to Tangyuanyuan's Baiweiju restaurant, which is now the premier Hangzhou cuisine restaurant in Pingjiang City. Many tourists from other places come to eat here, and with the addition of local regulars, the restaurant is so crowded that it can't even accommodate everyone. In less than a year, Tang's father has opened three branches and visits the branches every now and then to ensure the quality of the dishes.

The father and daughter were so busy they barely had time to breathe. While others were resting during the Spring Festival, they were even busier than usual. Tang Yuanyuan originally wanted to go to China with them, but she couldn't bear to leave her father to work alone, so she stayed behind.

Ye Qingqing took out a gift she had brought for Tang Yuanyuan from her spatial storage. It was a set of exquisite ceramic tableware. Tang Yuanyuan didn't like cosmetics or jewelry; she preferred collecting tableware.

Baiweiju was packed with people, both in the main hall and the private rooms, and the air was filled with the aroma of food. There weren't enough staff at the back, so Tangyuanyuan personally took charge of the cooking and was busy as a bee.

Ye Qingqing shook her head. This couldn't go on. What would happen when school started? She couldn't very well ask Tang Yuanyuan to drop out and come back to help. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a nimble little figure, a boy with a tender face, about eight or nine years old, helping to tidy up the table. His movements were quick and methodical.

This little boy is Yu Changbai, Tang Yuanyuan's half-brother. His older sister cut off his little finger. Although it was reattached, the finger is somewhat deformed and not as flexible as it used to be because of the long time that had passed.

"Changbai, what brings you to work?" Ye Qingqing waved to him.

The little boy, who was lining up a stack of plates, grinned when he saw Ye Qingqing, but he still walked steadily over slowly. "Sister Qingqing, my sister is in the kitchen. I'll go call her."

"No need, give me the plate, be careful not to drop it and cut your hand."

Ye Qingqing snatched the plate away. Although Yu Changbai was steady, it still made her heart tremble. She was always worried that the plate would break. Breaking the plate was a small matter, but getting injured was not worth it.

“I’ve done this so many times, and I’ve never fallen once. I’m a man now, and I can do a lot of work.” Yu Changbai muttered under his breath, trying his best to prove that he had grown up.

Ye Qingqing flicked his forehead, "You're only eight years old and you already want to be a man? Wait ten years before you say that. Right now, your task is to study hard, learn your skills, and then help your Uncle Tang and sister. Don't think about anything else."