Seeing Shen Lu finish frying the rice and set down her spatula, a dissatisfied customer in line shouted, "Boss Shen, don't tell me you're slacking off again?!"
"Boss Shen, I waited in line just for your fried noodles!"
"I don't care. You have to at least finish my order before you go."
Shen Lu said, "The new shop is about to open, and I still have a lot to get done. Please understand. How about this? For everyone who didn't get to buy fried rice or noodles, I'll give you a complimentary portion of cold-tossed radish skins. I'm truly sorry."
Placated by the offer, the crowd became more reasonable. Shen Lu gave Cai Su some instructions and then headed to a furniture store.
Since she was in a hurry, Shen Lu hailed a rickshaw. After giving the address, the driver huffed and puffed as he pulled her to the furniture store.
There weren't many furniture stores in the Lower City District—only four or five in total. Shen Lu went to the largest one, Mu Furniture.
