"If we can't make tofu, we can do something else," Qiao Xiaomai said with a grin.
"How about soybean stew with pork feet?" Qiao Dami tilted his head, his big eyes sparkling brightly.
That dish is so aromatic and delicious!
"Alright," Qiao Xiaomai agreed, a fond look in her eyes. She reached out and pinched his cheeks. "What else do you want to eat? Just say it out, we'll buy it all today."
"Really?!" Qiao Dami's eyes widened with delight.
"Really!" Qiao Xiaomai laughed and nodded.
With a look of pure joy, Qiao Dami began to count on his fingers, "Chicken legs, pork feet, sugar toys, ribs, fish soup, Glutinous Rice Cake..."
Qiao Changshun, who had drifted off, snapped to attention and promptly intervened, "We can't buy all of that! We won't be able to eat it all, we won't be able to eat it all."
Though Qiao Xiaomai had just closed a significant business deal, it had involved trading their tofu recipe for land.