Early the next morning, Wei Kaiyun got up to light the stove.
Jiang Xinyu also got up, "I don't want to cook, shall we eat out?"
"Sure, let's eat out."
Wei Kaiyun didn't want his wife to tire herself out, eating out sounded good.
After breakfast, as soon as they got home, they saw Old Yang riding over.
"I'm driving to pick up the meat, everything is arranged.
Leave a quarter for Lv Beiguang. Leave a quarter for the restaurant, keep the rest yourself."
"Okay, you're saving me trouble by going. When will it arrive? I want to give some away later."
"At the earliest, noon."
Jiang Xinyu thought about it, that seemed too late. "Alright, I'll go to the supply and marketing agency to check."
Jiang Xinyu rode her bike with a basket at the back, directly heading to Wang Ailing's house.
She knocked on the door and put in a piece of rib meat weighing over ten pounds.
"Xinyu, why did you come alone?"
