It took Jiang Nuan a full four hours to sort out all their leads, mainly because Zhuang Zhenghao had so many victims—well over a hundred—which took her some time.
The more she worked through those horrifying leads, the angrier Jiang Nuan became.
Once she had finished, Jiang Nuan left the palace to find An Yan.
Today was the opening day for their milk tea shops.
To earn money from two groups—no, to ensure everyone could drink milk tea suited to them—Jiang Nuan had prepared two shops. One catered to ordinary people and was called Milk Tea.
The other catered to people whose families had a bit of money and was called Refined Milk Tea.
And that was not all.
When Jiang Nuan arrived, she saw rows of little tykes standing outside Refined Milk Tea.
The little tykes wore matching blue-and-yellow padded jackets, with two large words embroidered on them: "Hungry Squad!"
They were delighted to see Jiang Nuan and called out to her:
"Big sister! Big sister!"
They did not know who Jiang Nuan really was, only that she was a kindhearted big sister.
Jiang Nuan greeted them warmly too.
The youngest among them was eight, and the oldest was fifteen. Even those older than Jiang Nuan followed the younger ones in calling her big sister.
They were all beggar children Jiang Nuan had spotted in Capital City. When she began preparing to enter the food business, she had thought of them. She could absolutely create an ancient version of a delivery service!
That way, they could support themselves, and she would have helpers too.
Their shops now offered advance orders, allowing customers to book deliveries for any time over the next seven days and have their milk tea sent to a designated location. There was also a small group