The third option is to package and sell your own stir-fry sauce recipe; you're sure to make a profit that way too.

The fourth option is to find a highly trustworthy person and partner with them to open a sauce factory.

He provides the formula and then takes a share of the profits from the technology.

Ninth Master had originally considered expanding and strengthening his business.

But he himself is already old and doesn't have that much energy and ability.

His son, on the other hand, is a pure tech guy who knows nothing about running a factory and has absolutely no interest in it.

He's still thinking about what to do next.

"An'an, it's Friday today. Your sister should be back after she gets off work this afternoon, right?" Ninth Master asked.

"Yes, then I must come back."

"My sister said she misses Xiaotianquan (the dog)."

"Most importantly, I miss home-cooked meals."

Although Lin Anshu would occasionally bring food to Lin Anqin, the food she brought, while delicious, could never compare to freshly made meals.

"Why don't you have your sister get a driver's license, buy a car, and come back to stay every day?"

"Anyway, it only takes about 20 minutes to drive from the county town back home," Grandma Jiu said.

“My sister has also thought about it, but they have to go to work too early every morning, they have to get up at six o’clock. If they have to travel back and forth, it will be too much of a hassle, and my sister won’t be able to sleep well,” Lin Anshu said.

"So early? That's really inconvenient."

"It's getting colder and colder these days, so it's better to live near the kindergarten."

"An'an, your sister has been back for a while now. Is she getting used to it?"

"Grandma Jiu, let me show you my sister's current work environment and situation."

After saying that, Lin Anshu took out her phone and opened the official WeChat account of the kindergarten where her sister worked.