She knew it would be like this.

An Wanwan explained it simply.

"I thought of it when I was buying ingredients to make cold noodles."

"As for what cold pot skewers are, it's basically various ingredients cut up, skewered on bamboo sticks, then cooked in a special sauce. Once cooked, they're placed in the cooled broth—that's cold pot skewers. Compared to cold noodles, they're cheaper, and each has its own unique flavor..."

An Wanwan had already decided on the prices: vegetarian skewers would cost one coin each, while meat skewers would cost two, three, or five coins each, depending on the size and type of meat.

"Fourth Sister, when are you going to make your cold pot skewers?"

Anke couldn't wait to taste it.

"I'll do it in a bit."

An Wanwan plans to have cold pot skewers for lunch today.

undoubtedly.

Cold pot skewers are also very popular with Anke and his friends, but some of them can't handle that much spice.

Given this.

An Wanwan decided to launch three flavors: one non-spicy, one mildly spicy, and one spicy.

Be prepared.

Jiang Xiaoyu and the others arrived at my house before dawn the next day to help skewer the skewers.

They hadn't been busy for long when a loud noise came from the front gate.

"You all keep working, I'll go check on things."

An Miaomiao rolled up her sleeves and walked away, but An Ke caught up and pulled her sleeves down: "Little sister, you are a young lady, a young lady, do you know that?"

"Alright, alright!"

An Miaomiao waved her hand and quickly walked out.

The door opened.

Upon seeing that the visitor was An Dagui, An Miaomiao coldly said, "What are you doing at our house! What, haven't you been beaten in a while, are you itching for a beating again?"

"Your grandmother is sick."

An Dagui explained while peering inside.

An Miaomiao slammed the door shut and pulled An Dagui aside: "She's sick. Why aren't you going to see a doctor? What are you doing here? Do you think we can cure her illness?"

That brat is really getting worse and worse.

He doesn't care about his second uncle at all now.

An Dagui straightened his back and said, "Even if you've separated, your father is still your mother's son. If your mother is sick, Li Dafu has to take care of her. If he doesn't, we'll go to the yamen and sue him for filial impiety!"

"you…"

Just as An Miaomiao was about to punch him, the door behind her opened.

Turn around.

When An Miaomiao saw that it was An Wanwan, she said, "Wanwan, why did you come out? I can handle things here."

An Wanwan glanced at her, then shifted her gaze to An Dagui.

"You said Grandma is sick, did you call a doctor for her? What's wrong with her?"

An Dagui started rambling on and on.

“We called Dr. Zhang to take a look, but he couldn't figure it out. Last night, Mother said her head felt uncomfortable and had a slight pain, but we thought it was a minor problem, never expecting her to fall asleep and not wake up. This morning, we couldn't wake her at all. I know we went a bit too far before, but she's still your grandmother, isn't she…”

Before they could say anything...

An Dagui continued, "You know the situation of our two families. If we could afford to find a doctor, we wouldn't be asking you. In any case, your father has to contribute."

"Okay, we understand."

An Wanwan pulled An Miaomiao home.

An Dagui didn't know what they were thinking. He wanted to ask, but he was afraid they would become suspicious, so he turned around and went home.

An Wanwan didn't tell Su Yueniang and the others yet; she went directly to the main room to find An Dafu.

"Wanwan, you're here."

An Dafu was sitting on a chair in the main room, skewering skewers with An Shi.

Despite being blind, An Shi was just as capable as An Dafu in his work.

An Wanwan pulled up a stool and sat down, saying, "Dad, Second Uncle just arrived. He said Grandma is sick."