Lady Wang stood at the doorway and called Qi Dazhu and Qi Cheng inside with a loud voice.
Qi Yougui relayed Qi Younian's thoughts to the two men and, without waiting for Dazhu to snap out of his stunned state, asked Qi Cheng, "Your second great-uncle said you and your wife can already manage the rice tofu stall on your own. What do you think? Can you do it or not?"
"It should... be doable," Qi Cheng had already been shocked by his grandfather's words. Was his second great-uncle implying that he wanted to transfer the rice tofu stand to him? Not just to help out for a wage, but to actually give him the business?
"Either you can or you can't, what's this 'should be doable'?" Qi Yougui, who was already troubled and annoyed for having gained such a large property for nothing, pressed him for an answer.
Qi Cheng quickly nodded, "Definitely doable, definitely doable. For several days now, Ye Zi and Nanny Jin have let my wife and me do the work; they only look after the trivial tasks."