"As you know, though I have sons and daughters, they are not particularly capable, and we scrap by day by day. Despite my age, I can only sell pea cakes in the town to make up for our living expenses."
"But the pea cake business is not great, I can't sell out every time. In the end, I have to eat it myself or divide it amongst others. As a result, not only am I not making money, but I might even be losing money. I should consider other options."
"I was thinking that your tofu would definitely sell well, so I came to speak with you to see if you could give me a few pounds of tofu daily, which I could sell door to door. It would also bring in some silver and supplement the family's income."
After stating his case, Ge Hetong looked pleadingly at Zhuang Qingning.
Zhuang Qingning moistened her lips.
After a moment of thought, she replied, "Uncle Ge, I'm afraid I can't agree to this."