"One penny per pound." Qiao Xiaomai answered.
She had settled on this price after discussing it with Qiao Changshun. Yellow beans cost three pennies a pound and could grow seven or eight pounds of bean sprouts. It was simply a matter of consuming some water and manpower. In the end, she would profit.
Moreover, a price of one penny was acceptable to the villagers. There are a lot of bean sprouts in a pound, enough for several meals for households with fewer members.
"Oh, this isn't expensive at all!" Zhu Cuiying slapped her thigh, her smile becoming friendlier, "What about your tofu business? Managing two businesses must be tiring for you alone, right?"
Qiao Xiaomai glanced at her skeptically, unnoticeably retreating a couple of steps, "I sold the recipe for my tofu to Extreme Flavor Residence and Zuixian Building. From now on, I'll only sell bean sprouts."
A single sentence, like glue, seemed to freeze the superficial smile on Zhu Cuiying's face.
