1 pot could make 4 buckets of cold cakes, so 6 could make 24.
Just enough for the stall in the market tomorrow morning.
"Okay!" Liu Shi nodded with a smile.
After the four had eaten, the mother and daughter got busy again until Li Xiao came back.
Liu Shi was relieved when she learned that her son-in-law had already eaten.
"The cold cakes did not sell out. There are 3 buckets left. I put them in the water tank at the back of the shop," Li Xiao said to Lin Xiaoyue.
Lin Xiaoyue nodded.
"I'll order a water tank tomorrow. Since we won't go to town in the evening in the future, we won't be able to bring the leftover cold cakes back."
Lin Xiaoyue realized that 115 buckets of cold cakes were sold today.
That was a lot.
"One more thing." Li Xiao said suddenly.
Lin Xiaoyue immediately looked at Li Xiao.
