"It's not really a big deal, I just feel like a good thing got messed up by others." Zhuang Qingsui dropped her head, twisting her sleeves in her hands.
"Hah, I was wondering what was the matter, turns out it's this!" Zhuang Qingning started laughing: "As for selling tofu to the restaurant, it's still a try. If it works out, great! If not, we have no problem selling our tofu on normal days, right?"
"There's no such thing as a sure success or failure. Everything has a process, and we have to go through it, try and try again. People always say, if the East doesn't shine, the West might. There will always be difficulties, but there will also be good times."
"We have just started selling tofu. Did you already want everything to be smooth sailing? We have a long way ahead of us, so take things step by step."
While speaking, Zhuang Qingning patted Zhuang Qingsui's head again: "Your little brain isn't big, but it's full of thoughts."
