"On the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, you will bring forty jin of meat to my house, each jin divided into portions, plus a rib and two marrow bones."
Qiao Duo'er calculated for a moment. There were thirty-six people in the embroidery room, so the remaining four jin of meat would be saved for her family to make dumplings.
Chen Dashan immediately agreed, and to prevent forgetting, he even made a special note of it.
After completing these two tasks, Qiao Duo'er and Tan Zhenghong stood up to take their leave.
Once they had left, Mrs. Dashan said annoyedly, "Look at the mess I've made, it's so embarrassing!"
"It doesn't matter, they're not the type to care about the small stuff, so don't worry about it."
Chen Dashan consoled her. He had heard that those who achieve great things do not fuss over trifles, and the Tan couple was just like that; they wouldn't fuss over a country girl who hadn't seen much of the world.
"Sigh, I need to learn from Mrs. Tan."
