Madam Yin envisioned herself engaged in the same business as her daughter, such harmony, such affinity, which, of course, brought nothing but comfort.
"Aiyo, wife of the heir apparent," Nanny Huang exaggerated her laughter, "here in the capital, you can't open the same type of business as the young miss. You must open something bigger, better, and more prosperous."
Madam Yin sat up straight, wiped her cheeks and the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said, "Indeed, I should open a large Pastry House. When Ah Yan comes back, I'll hand over the business to her. Our Ah Yan is so clever, she will certainly make the business well-known throughout the capital."
No sooner had she spoken than she changed her mind, "No, with so many shopkeepers and assistants in our household, I should open a Pastry House in both the east and west of the city to match Ah Yan's great ideas."