Swoosh.
Chen Xu pulled down the rolling shutter door, flipped the switch, and the LED light hanging from the eaves came on, illuminating the open space in front of the door clearly visible.
"Alright, today's goal is to break even."
Wrapped in a red down jacket, Chen Ziqi exhaled a puff of white breath, clasping her hands together. After saying that, she went to move tables and chairs out, placing them on the open space in front.
Today was the noodle shop's third day of business. The first day saw six customers with a turnover of ninety yuan. The second day had eight customers, with a turnover of a hundred and fifty, the extra thirty yuan coming from the newly introduced tea eggs, priced at two fifty each—it was ridiculously expensive.