The lotus roots in the market are selling for fifty cents per pound, and the wholesale price is about thirty cents.
While the two were figuring out how to sell lotus roots, they didn't forget about Zheng Guoxing. When delivering seafood, they brought ten pounds of lotus roots to him.
Late at night, there wasn't much business at the Guoxing Restaurant.
Zheng Guoxing habitually came out to help carry the seafood, and when he saw the ten pounds of lotus roots, he was somewhat surprised, "Oh! Sister-in-law, where did you buy these lotus roots? So fresh!"
Lin Qin couldn't stop smiling, "We didn't buy them; we grew these ourselves. Take them to try, see if they taste good. If you like them, we have a lot more at home, plenty for you."
Zheng Guoxing immediately understood Lin Qin's intention, "Sister-in-law, hold on, I'll go to the kitchen to make a stir-fried lotus root slices dish and a lotus root and pork rib soup, you all try it."
The couple was used to it and didn't refuse.
