After Chu Qingzhi finished cleaning the impurities from the seeds, she secretly nourished them with her spiritual energy. Under its influence, the seeds visibly plumped up, becoming round and chubby.
Chu Qingzhi touched the seeds in satisfaction and placed them in the cabinet of the accounting room.
Stepping outside, she headed to the well to clean the pickle jars.
Tang Jinghong asked, "What are you using the pickle jars for?"
"To make fermented tofu and bean paste. Have you ever tried them?" Chu Qingzhi replied as she filled a bucket with water and started cleaning the jars.
"No," Tang Jinghong answered as he fetched water from the well. "How long will it take to make?"
"More than twenty days. Both fermented tofu and bean paste need to ferment, so it takes a bit longer."
"Is there anything I can help with?"
