An Jing and Xiao Changyi had sold out two jars of fermented tofu in town and headed back home.
As soon as they returned, Xiao Changyi poured a bowl of water and handed it to An Jing.
An Jing, who was indeed a bit thirsty, drank and said with a happy smile, "Husband, today we sold every single bit of those two jars~" and they sold quite quickly too.
The women who didn't manage to buy fermented tofu yesterday really all came to buy today.
After taking another sip, An Jing returned the bowl to Xiao Changyi with quite a bit of water left in it, and he took a drink as soon as he got it back.
An Jing had grown accustomed to sharing a bowl of water with her aloof husband. She watched him finish with a smile and then teased, "Xiao Lan and the others will bring tofu this afternoon, and I'm thinking about asking them to make us another hundred pounds of tofu. Are you brave enough to join me in this madness?"
Xiao Changyi remained silent, just sitting beside her.
