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"I was able to eat a bowl of porridge with fermented bean curd yesterday, and my complexion was better than before. But I had finished eating yesterday, and you didn't go to sell it anymore. My father had no appetite for food this morning. After inquiring from many sources, I found out that you live in Jiuping Village, so I came here with a shameless face and wanted to buy some fermented bean curd from you."

An Jing and Xiao Changyi looked at each other and then smiled and said, "Young Master Wang, our family has some fermented bean curd, but that is left to our family for food."

Wang Youbao immediately stood up and bowed, "The price is up to you, it doesn't matter how expensive it is. Please make sure to sell some! My father really wants to eat this fermented bean curd!"

This is really a filial son.

An Jing's smile became much more sincere: "I can give you two pounds of fermented bean curd I kept at home. My husband and I are already making new fermented bean curd. It is estimated that it will be done in five or six days. We will go to the town to sell it. If you want to eat fermented bean curd at that time, you can buy it with me at the market or come to our house to buy it."

"I'm so grateful." Wang Youbao bowed again, then sat back again, very sincerely. After a while, he asked, "Then the price..."

"Ten cents per pound."

Wang Youbao was stunned. He originally thought he would be beaten up, but he didn't expect it to be the original price.

Yu Daming was also very surprised. If it were him, he would take the opportunity to slaughter his young master!

An Jing no longer looked at the two of them, but pulled Xiao Changyi to the kitchen, weighed two kilograms of fermented bean curd from the jar before leaving.

Jing Jing: "Two pounds, twenty ounces."

Xiao Changyi handed Wang Youbao two pounds of fermented bean curd wrapped in his hand, and Wang Youbao immediately stood up and took it with both hands.

When Wang Youbao took it, he was still trembling.

For some reason, although this man had not spoken, he could not ignore the existence of this man. He always felt that this man had a sense of majesty, which made him dare not sit and take it over, and he was even a little scared.

As soon as he took the fermented bean curd, Wang Youbao handed the fermented bean curd to Yu Daming to take it.

"You two are really sure that only twenty cents are needed?" Wang Youbao still felt a little unbelievable that these two people didn't beat him up. This was a good opportunity.

An Jing only finds funny.

If this person is disliked, she will not slaughter him, so she will just let someone go, so she will not sell him fermented bean curd.

But this person is not only a filial son, but also quite well-educated. He even did not look down on their peasant son from beginning to end. Of course, she would sell him to fulfill his filial piety.

"Why, do you still want to bargain with me? I tell you that ten cents per pound is the lowest price!" An Jing said deliberately.

Wang Youbao immediately waved his hand in panic: "No, no, no, I don't mean this. I just think that if you sell me your inventory at home, it should be a little more expensive."

Wen Jing casually tacted her sleeves and said lightly: "You think it has nothing to do with us."

Wang Youbao was silent for a moment, his eyes rolling back and forth on An Jing and Xiao Changyi.

From the moment they saw them, even though they were wearing coarse cloth clothes, he just felt that the two were very different and did not look like a farmer at all.

After retracting his eyes, Wang Youbao quickly took out twenty documents from his purse and put them on the table, and said, "I opened a restaurant in the town. I want to buy fermented bean curd from you in the future and sell it as a dish in the restaurant. I wonder what you two want to do?"
Chapter completed!