Chapter 256 - Chapter 256: Chapter 243: Bringing The Fight to Their Doorstep (1/2)
Chapter 256: Chapter 243: Bringing The Fight to Their Doorstep
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“That’s more like it.”
Since Mrs. Wen who always had the superior demeanor finally backed down, Zhuang Qingning didn’t hold any grudge, merely agreeing with her, and kept on talking. Seeing that it was getting late, she decided to go home.
She had dinner with Zhuang Qingsui and, anticipating she needed to travel to the county town the next day, she turned in early.
The following day, she got up early and, after breakfast, she traveled to the town with Bai San’s bullock cart and from there would find another ride to the county town.
After the sisters had their fill of egg pancakes, pickles, and rice porridge, they headed to the tofu shop.
“Big Sister Ning,” Zhuang Mingliang walked towards her rapidly, wiped his sweat with a smile when he saw Zhuang Qingning and said, “I was just about to go find you at home, but I ran into you midway.”
“Someone came to the tofu shop just now looking to buy tofu on a long-term basis. When I asked where he wants so much tofu for, he didn’t say anything. I figured he perhaps thought I wasn’t the person in charge, so I decided to ask Big Sister Ning over to see if this business is viable.”
“Okay,” Zhuang Qingning nodded.
Having a buyer coming in early in the morning was a good sign indeed.
Zhuang Qingning, smiling, went to the tofu shop with Zhuang Mingliang, and found a short young man standing in the courtyard.
Upon recognizing who the man was, Zhuang Qingning’s smile disappeared. She squinted and asked, “This is the one you said wanted to buy tofu?”
“Yeah,” Zhuang Mingliang nodded, “he looks bad-tempered and tough to talk to.”
“Indeed he is hard to talk to,” Zhuang Qingning’s smile returned. She walked up to the man, her eyebrows raised slightly, “So it’s you who wants to buy tofu?”
“It…how… why is it you?”
The sudden sight of Zhuang Qingning startled Tong Fei. He stepped back, shook his head and glared at Zhuang Qingning, “What’s wrong? Isn’t this Mrs. Wen’s tofu shop? What are you doing here?”
“This is Mrs. Wen’s tofu shop, but I rented it to make tofu here,” Zhuang Qingning replied, a languid smile appearing on her face and a hint of mockery in her words. “Going by your look, it seems like business at Fushun Tower hasn’t been great lately, so Feng Yongkang asked your kitchen to figure out a solution. Due to the torn relationship we have, you were unwilling to swallow your pride and come to me, thus you found out about the high-quality tofu here and came by.”
“It seems like I heard that the current Chef Qi at Fushun Tower was specially invited back by Feng Yongkang from the county town. Am I correct to say that you got this information from a restaurant located there?”
Tong Fei blushed and paled alternately, finally turning the color of a pork liver.
Zhuang Qingning’s guess was almost certainly correct.
Qi Changfu had asked Tong Fei to visit Old Li at Hanfeng Tower to find out where they got their tofu from. After several drinks, Old Li gave him a rough idea, mentioning that it was from a Mrs. Wen’s tofu shop in Enji Village, and that they made the tofu in small quantities daily – if one wanted more, they had to place the order in advance and it was not always guaranteed.