An Jing saw the women and smiled, "Ladies and grannies, I still have two jars at home. Tomorrow, my husband and I will come again to sell, so you can buy them tomorrow too."
"Alright, we'll come again tomorrow to buy, but you have to remember our faces. Don't let us miss out and have others buy them instead." It was clear that these women genuinely wanted to buy the fermented bean curd.
An Jing's smile grew even more sincere, "Don't worry, I'm very good at recognizing people. I've already memorized you all, tomorrow I'll definitely sell to you first."
"Good." Only then did the women disperse.
As soon as those women left, An Jing inadvertently turned her head and saw the vegetable selling uncle next door giving a thumbs up to her and her husband, just like last time, silently praising them for their impressiveness.
An Jing didn't say anything, just politely and courteously smiled at the uncle before saying to her husband, "Husband, we've sold everything again today~"
"Hmm."
