"Really," the uncle nodded emphatically, "I've been asked so many times, but unfortunately, I don't know when you would come, so I couldn't give them a definite answer."
An Jing then said, "Making fermented bean curd takes time, at least seven or eight days to produce, so we can't come to sell every day, Uncle. If someone asks you in the future, you can tell them that."
As she spoke, An Jing wrapped up four pieces of fermented bean curd and handed them to the uncle: "Thank you, Uncle!"
"No, no, no," the uncle refused to take the fermented bean curd, "It's just a word's worth of help; how could I take your fermented bean curd? It's so expensive, and you should sell it for money, seeing that your life isn't easy."
"These few pieces aren't worth much, Uncle. Just take them. We know each other now. If you refuse, it's like refusing to give us face."
