Yang Hao rubbed his temples after hearing this explanation, "Your arrival was so sudden, Miss Qiao was completely unprepared."
"It's okay, just make anything," the Chen family head said with a chuckle.
Yang Hao took a deep breath and turned to Fan Linong behind him, "Go and invite Miss Qiao over."
Fan Linong agreed and immediately ran off.
Qiao Xiaomai was talking with Zhuang Lühe near the Warehouse when she heard Fan Linong's message. She hurried out the door, and upon seeing the long line of carriages, she was dumbstruck.
Wasn't this a bit too extravagant?
So many people coming to taste her cooking—were they trying to work her to death?
She wasn't the chef for a village feast!
"Come here," Yang Ye called to her, beckoning with his finger, "Don't worry, these people have brought silver. Borrow some tables, chairs, plates, and bowls from the Utmost Flavor Restaurant, and buy more ingredients."