Just when he was completely puzzled, someone next to him enlightened him: "Those grandpas and grandmas have rallied their grandchildren to register for the eggs, so we initially underestimated the egg count."
"Huh?" Qian Zhi said dumbfoundedly, "Even elementary school kids have phones now?"
"Well, a basic smartphone doesn't cost much. Most left-behind families have given their kids phones for easy contact, but usually, it's the grandparents who take charge. Yet, you know, how effective is that supervision?"
"True!" Qian Zhi, who always sat in the back three rows since childhood, fully agreed.
"So what do we do?"
"What else? Order another batch of eggs from various chicken farms." He could still make such small decisions.
"Okay." The assistant manager, who was aware he was sent from above as the Imperial Commissioner, dared not slack off.
As truckloads of eggs began to arrive,
The grumbling grandpas and grandmas instantly beamed with smiles.
