"Grandpa, why are you here?"
Grandpa Cheng looked sullen, and he snorted coldly in response. "I've been there all the time, but you were so absorbed in your conversation that you didn't notice me."
Su Yayan smiled guiltily. "You heard it all."
"Yes."
"Then what do you think of my idea? Can I open a medicinal cuisine restaurant?"
"You can definitely open it. The research institute has recently planted the seeds, and the only ready products they have are those you sent. You are the only source before these things enter the market. The people at the research institute know how effective they are, and if you are willing to take them out to open a medicinal cuisine restaurant, they can't be more supportive of it. Maybe they will be happy to support your shop."
