"I won't be coming to the shop tomorrow. Can you and Zhou handle things?"
The delivery day for the dehydrated vegetables had arrived. There would be counting and final payments to handle—it was going to be busy, and Ji Huan had to be there.
"No problem. I'll have my mother come help for the day, and Ping'an will come over too if he's free."
After the initial three-day rush, the customer traffic for the braised foods was no longer so crazy and had mostly stabilized. Three or four people could handle it just fine.
"Good. I'll prepare the braised foods for the day after tomorrow at home tomorrow afternoon and bring them over the morning after."
Just before getting on the horse-drawn carriage, Ji Huan remembered something else and pulled Xu Laifu aside.
"I know the winter temperatures aren't ideal for brewing sauce and vinegar, but our stock is dwindling by the day. If we wait to brew until spring, I'm afraid we'll run out before the new batch is ready."
