"If you don't believe me, the tofu shop is grinding tofu right now. It should be ready soon so you can go and try it. Then you'll know everything."
"Besides, I remember Qingning mentioned before, the reason why such a temperamental woman like your aunt allowed her to rent the tofu shop without paying any rent was because she liked the taste of the tofu Qingning made."
"This..."
Zhuang Yutian and Zhuang Yucheng glanced at each other, both stunned.
They understood what Zhuang Yonghe was saying.
If Zhuang Qingning's tofu does taste better than Mrs. Wen's, then Zhuang Qingning can't have tricked Mrs. Wen into revealing her tofu secret recipe.
They had to verify if the tofu, as Zhuang Yonghe said, tasted better than the tofu traditionally made in the tofu shop.
Yet Zhuang Yonghe looked so certain. There was no way he was lying.