Lin Guoliang dropped off the water vats on Yucai Road and left in a hurry.
Lin Lan washed the jars one by one, scalded them with boiling water, and set them out in the courtyard to dry.
In the afternoon, Lin Lan, Qiaohui, and Tong Xinglan loaded the collected duck eggs into a handcart and pulled them back to Yucai Road.
Zhigang couldn't use his hand, so he couldn't help at the slaughterhouse. Since neither Brother Yong nor Shuiqing knew how to butcher a pig, Old Li had no choice but to go to the slaughterhouse and do it himself.
The next day, Mr. Gu and his family came to the bakery again. They had bought pig trotters, eggs, and some herbal remedies for bruises and sprains, and they insisted that Lin Lan accept them.
Lin Lan had no choice but to take the items, and in return, she gave them some pastries.
In just a few days, the shop had collected several hundred duck eggs, and Lin Lan had also ordered a large batch of fresh zongzi leaves.
