He took the initiative to collect the customers' orders and then directed Zhao Dahai and Zhao Xiangbei to serve the dishes.

Neither of the two adults realized that they were being bossed around by a ten-year-old child.

"Brother Dahai, give table number six two bowls of savory tofu pudding! Make sure it's savory, don't bring the wrong kind."

"Okay, okay." Zhao Dahai nodded hurriedly.

"Brother Xiangbei, the fried dough sticks are for table number ten. You can't serve the wrong ones again."

Zhao Xiangbei nodded sheepishly, "I've got it, I won't forget."

He Tiantian was constantly hunched over the counter keeping accounts. She didn't know how to use an abacus, but at least her calculation skills were pretty good.

She wasn't good with a calligraphy brush, so she used pencils and erasers bought from the mall.

She records all the customers who top up their cards here in a separate ledger.

The shop only sells small items worth a dozen or so coins, and calculating these small amounts takes quite a bit of time.

She's thinking of buying a calculator from the mall when no one's looking.

It's definitely much faster than using an abacus.

Since the breakfast prepared in the morning is also limited, it will definitely be given priority to customers who have already topped up their cards.

This means that some people who arrive late will not be able to eat.

He Tiantian could only explain this to him again and again.

But not everyone is so easy to talk to. Three burly men became unhappy on the spot when they heard that they wouldn't be able to get food.

A man with a scar near his eye slammed his hand on the front desk in anger, shouting in a gruff voice, "What limited edition? You think you can look down on me? I have plenty of money!"

As he spoke, he took out a fifty-tael silver ingot from his pocket.

He Tiantian didn't even glance at the money, and patiently explained again, "I'm so sorry, how about you give me your name and top up your card here? Or you could come earlier tomorrow to eat..."

"That's utter nonsense! When does my older brother ever have to wait in line for food? Don't you even know who my older brother is..."

Before He Tiantian could finish speaking, someone from behind the scarred man stepped forward to provoke him.

“If you don’t serve the food, I’ll smash up your restaurant!” another person threatened.

He Tiantian remained calm, but when the people in the hall saw that things were not going well, they all quickly lowered their heads and ate their food.

I wanted to finish eating and leave quickly to avoid getting myself into trouble.

The three men probably thought that He Tiantian was an easy woman to bully, so they became fearless.

"Your shop must be newly opened, right? If you don't want it smashed up, I advise you to serve the food properly..."

"Who do you three think you are? How dare you yell in my aunt's shop?" Liu Chuyu threw down the notebook in her hand, rolled up her sleeves, and was about to come forward.

He Tiantian looked at his thin and frail appearance and silently rubbed her forehead.

This Liu Chuyu seems to be too naive, having never experienced the harsh realities of society.

The three men glanced at Liu Chuyu and confirmed that he was still just a child.

The scarred man at the head of the group laughed loudly, "You little brat who hasn't even grown a beard yet, do you know who your grandpa is?"

"Heh, do you know who my father is?" Liu Chuyu retorted without backing down.