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"Tenwen?!" The uncle was so scared that he gasped. Then he said kindly: "Girl, there is no dish in this market that can be sold for ten cents per pound. I think you dough noodles, you should only do business today. No wonder you don't understand the market. You should lower the price to prevent you from selling it."

"Uncle, my husband and I thought about this food for a long time before we figured out. Ten cents are the lowest price. If we are lower, we will lose money." An Jing lied without changing her face.

"This..." When the uncle heard the loss, he stopped persuading him. At this moment, someone came to buy the uncle's food, which took away the uncle's attention, making the quiet and quiet relaxed.

We sell moldy tofu among the vegetables grown by a group of sellers, and the moldy tofu looks good, so everyone can't help but take a look at it curiously, but they just took a look, without asking what An Jing is and how much it costs.

Seeing that the people who came to buy groceries were so unresponsible, An Jing shouted: "Selling fermented bean curd, selling fermented bean curd, and delicious fermented bean curd, you can try it first. If it is not delicious, you can not buy it..."

Anyway, she doesn't expect her cold husband to be able to sell, but she will do it alone.

Xiao Changyi didn't expect An Jing to be even more arrogant. He was stunned for a moment, and then he curled the corners of his mouth almost invisibly.

Others may not be able to see Xiao Changyi laughing, but An Jing saw it. Even though he was smiling extremely inconspicuously, she could still see it when she was staring at her cold husband from the corner of her eyes, so An Jing shouted even more vigorously.

"Selling fermented bean curd, delicious fermented bean curd..."

Even if the fermented bean curd can't be sold, she will make a profit if she can make her cold husband laugh!

Xiao Changyi looked at the vibrant Yin Jing and felt that his wife was really a light body, attracting his gaze and making his gaze stop just like this and never move it away.

An Jing shouted so loudly and said she could try it. There was no one selling anything in the town. An Jing's move was completely the first time, so it soon attracted many people to stop in front of the stall.

"Is this what you mean by fermented bean curd?" a middle-aged woman holding a basket asked, pointing to the four pieces of moldy tofu on the plate.

"Yes."

"What is this made of?" Without waiting for An Jing to answer, the middle-aged woman stared at the moldy tofu on the plate and said to herself: "It feels a bit like tofu, but I think it's not."

"It's made of tofu. My husband and I thought about it for a long time before we figured out that this kind of food tastes completely different from tofu, and it's particularly delicious."

"Can you really taste it first?" the middle-aged woman asked again.

The other women who stopped looked at Yan Jing, obviously wanting to ask this.

"Of course." An Jing smiled and found a few pairs of chopsticks from the backpack. "Sisters, do you want to try it? If it is not delicious, you can not buy it."

Holding the principle of not trying it out, several women took the chopsticks from An Jing's hand and reached to the fermented bean curd on the plate.

Because there are a lot of chili powder on it, everyone thinks it is very spicy, so they don’t dare to pick it up too much. They only pick it up a little and taste it.

"This smell..." Some women's eyes became brighter as they tasted, "curious."

"It feels very suitable to eat it in porridge." Another woman said.

"Yes," An Jing interrupted at the right time, "It's really suitable to eat in porridge, it's delicious. And this one is very delicious. You have tasted it now and you should be able to taste it."
Chapter completed!