"Then I’ll come back the day after tomorrow, thank you, Dr. Du."
Xu Nianhua’s expression remained unchanged, and after speaking, she left.
"Little sister, what’s wrong?"
Xu Nian’an instinctively felt that Xu Nianhua’s mood seemed off.
"It’s nothing, Big Brother, let’s go have a bowl of mini wontons first, I’m hungry."
Xu Nianhua had always craved mini wontons, and today, at last, she planned to have some.
"You little glutton."
Xu Nian’an found his younger sister’s greedy nature quite speechless, thinking to himself that he needed to earn more money so she could eat mini wontons every day.
Before long, the siblings were enjoying their mini wontons, which were full of wrapper and filling, and the taste was exceptionally delicious.
After eating her fill, Xu Nianhua forgot all about her previous less-than-great mood.
To hell with those dried bean sprouts, what’s wrong with being thin? She’s not eating their family’s rice, is she?
Xu Nianhua grumbled to herself: You’re the dried bean sprout, your whole family are dried bean sprouts.
She didn’t feel content until she had finished the wonton soup as well.
Dried bean sprouts, bean sprouts?
Suddenly, Xu Nianhua thought of a business she could do for the long term!
This thing was simple to make, didn’t require much startup capital, and most importantly, it was a staple dish—cheap, too, so selling it daily was viable.
Unlike mung bean jelly, which lost its market after summer ended.
"Big Brother, let’s go to the market later and buy some soybeans."
"Do you want to eat pork trotters stewed with soybeans?"
Xu Nian’an thought his little sister wanted to eat pork trotters stewed with soybeans.
Xu Nianhua just smiled mysteriously.
"Damn boy, where did all your upbringing since childhood go to?"
After Xu Nianhua had left, Du Chang frowned and said displeased, "You’re still eating the mung bean jelly they sent over!"
"Grandpa, I was just saying she’s a bit skinny," Pei Yicheng’s voice also weakened, adding, "I made a comparison."
"Nowadays, being able to fill one’s belly is already not bad. Looking at the Xu family, they’re not rich, to be able to raise those siblings is already good enough, let alone, both of them need to go to school, which costs money."
With a sigh, Du Chang said, "The little girl does look a bit malnourished, but she’s healthy and in good shape. As for what you said about being skinny, that can be fixed. I think the little girl has nice facial features; it’s just that her bangs are too long, they even cover her pretty eyes."
"You should marry her and bring her home to be your wife," Du Chang’s eyes shone brightly, clearly very fond of Xu Nianhua.
"..." Pei Yicheng silently bowed his head, looking at the mung bean jelly in his bowl that he hadn’t finished yet.
"But then again, they might not necessarily like you."
Recalling that Xu Nianhua hadn’t mentioned a word just now, Du Chang presumed she must be silently holding a grudge; he said, "Damn boy, you need to apologize to the young lady."
Huffing with anger, Du Chang went off to the clinic, while Pei Yicheng pondered over the bowl of almost finished mung bean jelly. After a long while, he stuffed the last bit into his stomach and frowned, saying, "Too skinny."
Skinniness that makes one’s heart ache, wishing to fatten her up a bit.
"Little sister, how much soybean do you want to buy?" Xu Nian’an couldn’t help but dig his ears, wondering if he had heard wrong.
Xu Nianhua said earnestly, while also gesturing a ’two’ with her hands.
"Little sister, these soybeans, they can’t replace a meal."
A pound of soybeans costs twenty cents, twenty pounds would be two yuan—not a lot to spend. But buying so many soybeans, if they’re really for pork trotter stew, it might take a year to finish, right?