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"Thousands of salted duck eggs, when will you guys be able to finish them all if you eat them yourselves? Unless you're in business and are planning to transport them elsewhere to sell? You need to think it through; aside from the transportation cost, my salted duck eggs are also a bit more expensive. I'm afraid that people who haven't tasted them might not recognize their value and you might end up at a loss,"
Old Mi sized up Shitou and began to doubt their identity. The presence of this man was too extraordinary. Was he really employed at a major local institution?
"Dad, when someone wants to buy our stuff, shouldn't we be happy and willing to sell it to them so everyone can be happy? Why are you meddling in what they'll do with it? It's none of our business,"
