As they needed to grind more soybeans, Qiao Xiaomai and Qiao Changsun woke up even earlier. It took them over two hours to make the tofu and bean curd.
They weren't particularly skilled at using a donkey to turn the millstone, but as they became more accustomed to it, they were able to work faster.
When Yuan Ding arrived and learned that there were four jars of bean curd this time, he was very pleased.
"Miss Qiao, when I was on my way here, the shopkeeper asked me to relay a message to you. He said that the bean curd sells well and hopes you can produce more. You made four jars today, he will definitely be delighted!"
"So, how much does your shopkeeper sell a bowl of bean curd for?" Qiao Xiaomai asked curiously.
"For each bowl, he splits it into two and sells each for twenty wen." Yuan Ding answered truthfully without hiding anything.
Qiao Xiaomai, "..."
Unsurprisingly, he's a merchant!
