Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Order (1)_1 Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Order (1)_1 “Give me a few more,” said the young man leaning in with narrowed eyes.
Without hesitation, Lin Ziyin handed him another five sticks. Today, she had landed a big spender.
“Take this to the old lady to taste,” the young man instructed the small boy next to him.
“Yes.” The boy quickly agreed. It was unknown where he got the food container from, but he placed the tofu skewers into it and then hurried away.
“Sir, your change,” Lin Changshu noticed he was leaving after receiving the skewers and quickly called him back.
The young man had pulled out over an ounce of silver in two occasions. It was just a few tofu skewers – he didn’t need so much silver.
“Your tip, young man,” the boy didn’t even look back and walked away.
“Miss, give me three more.” A customer started to eat as soon as he got the skewers. The food was so delicious that he threw down another handful of copper coins without leaving.
“Hey, you’ve already eaten, and we haven’t gotten ours yet,” someone behind grumbled.
“There is, there is,” Lin Ziyin’s movements were quick. Fortunately, the stove was being fueled by wood, and the fire was burning so strong that the tofu was quickly ready.
The line to buy tofu gradually advanced, and many passersby joined after asking about it.
Many of these people were brilliantly dressed servants. Apparently, they came on behalf of their masters.
Business was surprisingly good so much so that all the tofu brought by the Lin family was sold out in less than two hours.
“Miss, when will you come again?” A person who hadn’t yet satisfied his craving asked.
“We’ll be back at the next market day.” Lin Ziyin replied.
“Bring more next time,” someone said.
“Of course,” Lin Ziyin nodded, “Actually, today’s tofu can also be made into tofu soup, or braised pork, or cooked with other ingredients. It tastes good and is nutritious.”
“Really? Then Miss, you must bring more next time. We want to cook at home,” someone joyfully said.
“Okay, but we can’t bring too much. After deducting the amount for Ding’an Temple, there’s really not much left,” Lin Ziyin explained.
“Miss, how about this? Tomorrow, when you deliver tofu to Ding’an Temple, bring me some too. I’ll come again tomorrow,” someone placed an order.
“Alright, I’ll ask my brother to bring more tomorrow. But we come early, so if you want some, you have to come early too,” Lin Ziyin reminded everyone.
“Fine, we’ll come early tomorrow,” someone answered loudly.
“Ziyin, I didn’t expect it to sell out so quickly,” Lin Zige said happily, holding Lin Ziyin’s arm.
“Our business will only get better. You just wait to count the silver,” Lin Ziyin replied with a laugh.
“Good sister, I’ll listen to you,” Lin Zige agreed enthusiastically, nodding continuously.
“With the silver, let’s also buy some clothes and bedding to take home,” Lin Ziyin took out the broken silver from the box, grabbed a handful of copper coins, and then gave the rest to the old grandfather, “Grandpa, you keep it.”
“Okay, I’ll look after the carriage, you go and have fun,” the old man said happily.
“Grandpa, I’ll deliver the stuff to the temple for safekeeping now. I’ll be back shortly,” Lin Changshu said.
Meanwhile, Wu Dayou had already neatly arranged the remaining firewood from the stove.
“Come, let’s buy some snacks for you,” Lin Ziyin poked Yanzhi’s nose and said with a smile.
“Sister,” the little kid sweet-talked.
“No, it’s ‘auntie.’ If you don’t call me ‘auntie’, there will be no snacks. And no new clothes to wear,” Lin Ziyin corrected him with a laugh.