"I shall wait for your husband to come to my house."
Lin Yunxu flicked his sleeves and went out the door, taking big strides back to the courtyard. When Dingli saw him coming back, he immediately handed over a handful of beans that he had just stolen. "They didn't have much left, so I didn't dare to take more, I wrapped them."
"I've never seen this thing before. You're very knowledgeable. Now that you've talked to her, do you have any idea what this is?"
Lin Yunxu lowered his head and looked at the yellow and round thing in his palm. He racked his brain but could not think of where he had seen this thing before.
He tested the hardness of the soybean and then bit it open with his teeth.
"This thing can be ground into juice with the stones in his courtyard, but what method did they use to turn the juice into pieces of tofu?"
