Li Pan sadly shook her head and glared at him, "You silly child, it's already dark. Why keep working? Sell them tomorrow. Have you worked so late that you aren't hungry?"
"It's okay, I had a sandwich this afternoon. I'm not that hungry."
Yang Zhengfei was eating cold noodles while talking to Li Pan.
"Sis, what do you think about me opening another bakery?"
"Not running the grocery store anymore?"
"I'll run it. The room in the grocery store is large, and we are not fully utilizing it. It's loosely arranged and wastes space. I plan to divide it in half to sell bread, as we've been selling breadfruit as an add-on. However, I've carefully reviewed the ledger, and the breadfruit contributes quite a bit of money each month, enough to match the fruits and meats. It can definitely stand alone."
Yang Zhengfei's business was doing better and better.