Tang Chuxia was truly scared of them, and once Young Aunt knew what was going on, she didn't clamor to get the goods first but instead pulled Tang Chuxia to a corner to crack melon seeds and discuss the situation.
"Xiaxia, after the New Year, will we still be frying melon seeds?"
Tang Chuxia thought for a moment. They could still be eaten before spring, right? But there wouldn't be such a high demand!
"What's up?"
Young Aunt rubbed her hands together. "You see, I'm just sitting at home doing nothing. How about I come help out too?"
Tang Chuxia expressed that it was completely fine. Anyway, the people working here were paid very well, and it was all to earn some pocket money for the younger family members during the festive season. Tang Chuxia only took twenty percent of the profits, Zheng Duoqing took another twenty percent, and the remaining sixty percent was split—half for the sales division and half as bonuses for the workers.
Such an operation—who wouldn't be envious?
