"However," An Jing added, "if you deliver the tofu to my house in one day, then I won't need these hundred catties of tofu, and you can deal with them yourselves at that time."
Shi Xiaolan, An Fu, and An Quangui were all amused by An Jing's final threat.
"Then we will deliver the tofu to your house the day after tomorrow afternoon," An Fu said. He still felt it was better to deliver the tofu to An Jing, their benefactor, sooner rather than later.
"Agreed," An Jing was too lazy to argue further, as long as it wasn't within one day. That really could make one sick from exhaustion.
After that, An Jing and Xiao Changyi left West Market and went to the Hundred Dishes Restaurant.
As soon as An Jing and Xiao Changyi arrived at the Hundred Dishes Restaurant, a waiter there saw them and immediately greeted them, "Are you Lord Xiao and his lady who are here to deliver the fermented bean curd?"
An Jing smiled and said, "That's us."