After Xiao Changyi's hands were massaged, An Jing and he began to pack up their stall together.
"Husband, we've sold all twenty catties, so we'll need to buy some more tofu to make fermented bean curd," An Jing said. She had thought that they might not sell at such a high price and was prepared not to sell a single catty, leaving it all to be eaten at home, but unexpectedly, they had sold out so quickly.
Truthfully, she was really pleased.
It meant that she could continue with the fermented bean curd business.
Xiao Changyi was quite composed, "How much do you want to buy?"
Looking around, An Jing lowered her voice and said to Xiao Changyi, "How about buying sixty catties this time?"
Xiao Changyi agreed without hesitation, "Mhm."
