Although this house was a standalone three-story building with soundproofing, Tang Xiaowan, standing on the second floor, still heard the voices of conversation from the first floor.
"Granny Yu, Granny Yu, the young lady said she wants to eat hot pot."
"Okay, got it."
"Let's start preparing now, I'll go buy some beer and drinks. Oh, Cheng Shi seems to like frozen tofu and tofu skin. We should buy more of those later. Take a look and see what else we're missing. Think quick, I'll bring it back with me."
"Cilantro and kelp, and also tripe. We don't need more meatballs; I'll make some which should be enough. Other things... we have them at home. That should be it."
"Don't we already have cilantro?"
"Buy two more bunches; that little bit isn't even enough for the young lady to stuff her teeth with. She loves it, and the tripe too. Buy more of that, Mr. Leng likes it as well."
"Got it. If there's anything else, just call."
