Chapter 57 - 57: So Much Money!

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Shopkeeper He

He was truly speechless at this.

But haggling was second nature to him, so he assumed a solemn tone, “Miss Qiao, since I’ve already gifted you the large grinding stone, the amount of tofu and bean curd you can make must have increased. Can’t you produce more to let more people enjoy it?”

If the quantity is up, the price can be lowered.

“No, even though I have the grinding stone, there are only three people in my family, and I’m the only one who can do the work. 1 can’t make much tofu and bean curd by myself.”

“Then you could consider selling the recipe.” Shopkeeper He suggested urgently.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai’s smile intensified, “How much are you willing to pay for it? Today’s thirty kilos of tofu is three hundred wen. 1 can earn three hundred wen a day, which amounts to nine thousand wen a month.”

“A year’s worth is one hundred and eight thousand wen, and a decade is a million. I plan to do this my whole life, and pass this down. You know how much that amounts to in the end.”

Shopkeeper He

This girl is actually learning from him, magnifying the numbers!

With a long sigh, he dismissed the idea of buying the recipe, “Alright, we’ll stick with the price you suggested.” n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

No matter how high the price Qiao Xiaomai quoted, he could always sell out her entire production.

Upon hearing this, the smile on Qiao Xiaomai’s face grew more sincere, and a pair of adorable dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth. “1 knew you’re a straight-shooter, Shopkeeper!”

Shopkeeper He’s mouth twitched, ignoring her compliment, he asked, “How much bean curd can you make every day?”

“Hmm… With such large pots, let’s say two pots.” Qiao Xiaomai gestured a size about two feet high,”How many bowls it would be exactly, we can measure when I bring it over.”

“No need, whatever you say will be fine, 1 trust you.” Shopkeeper He said.

“Shopkeeper, you’re very honest. Trust me, I’m just as straightforward.” Qiao Xiaomai laughed.

Shopkeeper He also smiled, a very sincere fake smile, “Then it’s settled.”

“If there’s nothing else, Dami and 1 will take our leave.” Having concluded the business, Qiao Xiaomai prepared to leave.

The payment for the tofu, three hundred wen, was already given to her when Yuan Ding was in Anping Village.

“Take care, miss.” Shopkeeper He dispatched them unenthusiastically.

Qiao Xiaomai responded cheerfully, then beckoned to Qiao Dami. The siblings left the restaurant.

“Sister, have some sunflower seeds.” Qiao Dami said, before opening his hand. He had not eaten the sunflower seeds he’d been shelling, but had held them all in his palms.

“You eat them. We’re going shopping now.” Qiao Xiaomai patted his little head.

She needed to buy soybeans and pots for storing the bean curd. Also, making tofu had left a lot of leftover soybean dregs. Qiao Changshun had suggested they raise some chickens, which would not only consume the dregs, but also provide eggs and meat.

With the shopping list in mind, Qiao Xiaomai rented a bullock cart from the town gate. They went from shop to shop, purchasing the items on their list. By the time they were done, it was almost noon, and they hastily hitched a ride home.

When they arrived home, they paid the fare and unloaded their purchases.

She bought four pots, ten chicks, one hundred kilos of soybeans, a large bathtub, and an iron pot.

She hadn’t taken a bath since crossing over to this world. She would have preferred a shower to a bathtub, but there was no option for that here.

“Why did you buy another pot?” Qiao Changshun asked.

“Specifically for boiling soy milk.” She used to use the pot for cooking rice to boil soy milk, which messed up their breakfast schedule.

“Then I’ll build another stove.” Qiao Changshun said immediately.

As a country gentleman, he was pretty much a jack-of-all-trades. A task like this was no challenge for him..