Seeing a well-dressed, friendly-looking person greet her, Mrs. Zhou unconsciously bent down a little and looked somewhat humble. This must be someone from a wealthy family, wearing such clean and decent clothes.
In front of this kind of person, common people would usually feel inferior.
Mrs. Fang, however, was more affable than Mrs. Zhou had imagined.
She gently asked how the fruit jam was sold.
Mrs. Zhou was overjoyed, thinking it was indeed those from the wealthy families who could appreciate gourmet food. It was not in vain that she had spent so much time and money making this delicacy.
Since she wasn't going to lose money... Mrs. Zhou even planned to make a big profit!
"You do have great taste! This jam of mine..." Mrs. Zhou praised the fruit jam extensively. Many words were disordered and repeated, but Mrs. Fang persisted in listening, her smile always patient and appropriate.
