Wan Chuchu, as always, studied hard and then spent the weekends learning two hours of self-defense with An Lian. Whenever she had time, she would help Bai Zhixi deliver pickles.
Nowadays, because their home was close to the market, those restaurants visiting the market for supplies often made a detour to their home, buying the pickles they needed as well.
In addition to these restaurants, gradually, some people came to know about the delicious Bai's Pickles, and some individuals would drop by to buy a jin or two.
As a result, their pickle business started to do even better than before.
Every night when Bai Zhixi tallied up accounts, she would beam with a smile at Wan Chuchu and say, "It's a good thing you found this bungalow; the location is convenient for customers to come buy pickles. If we were still at the glass factory compound, I can't imagine customers coming to our house to buy pickles."
