"Yesterday he was already able to eat a bowl of porridge with fermented bean curd, and his complexion was also better than before, but unfortunately we finished the last of the fermented bean curd yesterday, and you did not go out to sell any more. This morning my father had no appetite again. After asking around, I found out that you live in Jiuping Village, so I shamelessly came here, hoping to buy some fermented bean curd from you."
An Jing exchanged a look with Xiao Changyi before smiling and saying, "Young Master Wang, we do have some fermented bean curd stored, but it is saved for our own consumption."
Wang Youbao immediately got up and bowed, saying, "You can set the price; I'll pay however much it costs. Please, you must sell some to me! My father really wants to eat this fermented bean curd!"
Indeed, a filial son.
