Upon hearing this, Wang Yitong, while setting up her stall, replied with a smile, "How could that be? Since we promised you yesterday that we would come, our Lao Ye's Skewers Restaurant would never do anything dishonest. You can rest assured."

Seeing the customers who kept buying her skewers, as if they were loyal customers, they came back to buy from her again and again.

Wang Yitong said happily, "From now on, unless there's an emergency, like thunder or rain, we'll definitely come."

Yingbao looked at her mother, who had gone from not smiling at all to handling things so well, and couldn't help but admire her from the bottom of her heart.

It's like the loving gaze of a mother watching her child finally take the most crucial step and grow up.

She radiates a maternal glow.

This incongruous scene surprisingly evokes a sense of tranquility and peace.

***

"Auntie, give me three hundred skewers, two hundred meat skewers and one hundred vegetarian skewers," a girl of about sixteen or seventeen said knowingly.

Yingbao, worried that she wouldn't be able to finish it, kindly reminded her, "Sister, if you buy too much of this, it will spoil if you don't finish it. It's not a food that can be stored."

"No, no, I'm going to my aunt's house today. There are a lot of people in her family, and they can eat a lot. I tried your Lao Ye's skewers last time, and I've never forgotten them. Since I'm going to visit them this time, of course I'll bring a lot with me."

Upon hearing this, Yingbao and her mother, Wang Yitong, quickly and seamlessly took out the skewers, packed them up, sealed them, and handed them to her.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl took three hundred skewers in one hand and handed Yingbao and the others one hundred and thirty yuan in the other. Instead of leaving, she asked with sharp eyes, "What is that white, round thing that you accidentally took out of the pot and then put back?"

"Oh, is this what you mean?" Yingbao quickly took a skewer of fish balls from the pot and asked.

"Um... um, yes." The little girl nodded anxiously and subconsciously, then added affirmatively, "It's this one."

Yingbao glanced at the skewers in her hand and replied, "These are fish balls, one of our new products today."

"Then... can I try some?" Before the little girl could finish speaking, Yingbao had already handed her the fish ball: "Sister, you can try some."

The little girl took it and eagerly gulped down a large mouthful. "Cough cough cough..." She ate too fast and choked a little. Luckily, Yingbao saw that the older girl had a water cup, quickly grabbed it, opened it, and fed it to her...

After taking a few sips of water, the little girl finally swallowed her food and turned around shyly to say goodbye, her face flushed: "Thank you so much, little girl. I'm so grateful that you gave me the water in time, otherwise I would have been in danger today."

Yingbao waved her hand, pointed to the water cup, indicating that she was welcome. "Anyway, it's your water. I just opened it and fed you a little."

The little girl glanced back regretfully at the skewers in the pot—or rather, fish balls—and then walked out of the crowd in a few steps.

At this moment, Yingbao and Wang Yitong didn't have time to see what was going on with her, because not only their stall, but also the area around it was filled with people queuing up.

Even employees from the machinery factory, which was some distance away, lined up one after another to come over.

"Big sister, I want twenty meat skewers."

"Big sister, I want five."

"Hey lady, give me some of your new fish balls."