Zhou Wencai's eyes were red with envy as he looked at the account books.
In just half a month's time, Ni Lai Wo Wang restaurant had made a profit of more than ten thousand taels, but he could only take a small twenty percent, which was only about two thousand taels. It was really a huge gap.
However, so what if he was envious? He couldn't snatch any more profits from the restaurant from Lin yuelan, so he could only watch as Lin yuelan took the money.
He felt that it was unbelievable that they could sell these vegetables for more than 10000 taels.
For example, the most expensive spring vegetables were two to three Wen per 500 grams. 20000 to 30000 grams would only be one to two thousand taels. However, she sold them several times more expensive than others.
"Sister Yuelan, you're the only person I know who can get rich from selling vegetables." Zhou wencai exclaimed in surprise after feeling envious and bitter.
