Chapter 57 - Chapter 57: Chapter 057 Bullying (1/2)
Chapter 57: Chapter 057 Bullying
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“It’s just forty taels of tofu, not that heavy or troublesome.”
Zhuang Qingning laughed, she leaned into the courtyard, “Is Uncle Zhang around?”
“Oh, master, you just missed him. He just left to buy some stuff, probably some seasonings for the kitchen.”
Lian Rong raised his eyes and smiled, “Miss Zhuang, are you looking for Master?”
“Hmm, we’ve salted some duck eggs at home, and I was thinking of asking Uncle Zhang to try them and tell us what they taste like.” Zhuang Qingning said as she took out salted duck eggs from her bag and handed them to Lian Rong.
“These two are for you.”
Lian Rong couldn’t help but squint upon seeing this.
Zhuang Qingning said she wanted Zhang Yongchang to taste the salted duck eggs she made at home. Since the signature dish of Fushun Tower, golden loin, is made with salted egg yolks, Zhuang Qingning probably wanted to introduce her own salted duck eggs to see if Fushun Tower would buy them.
Zhuang Qingning was certainly business savvy.
More importantly, she remembered to do favours for even the small fries like them. Making them feel flattered and pleased inside.
Lian Rong happily took the duck eggs, saying, “Rest assured, Miss Zhuang. As soon as Master comes back, I’ll give him the eggs to taste.”
“It’s kind of Miss Zhuang to remember me. I’ve been so busy since morning that I didn’t have a chance to eat breakfast. I’ll look for a pancake in a bit, and take a couple of bites with this salted duck egg.”
Having received a favor, Lian Rong naturally expressed his gratitude.
“You can also taste it to see how it is. If you find anything that doesn’t taste right, feel free to tell me.” Zhuang Qingning laughed, “You go back to your work, 1 should go back to check my tofu stall.”
“Take care, Miss Zhuang.” Lian Rong picked up the tofu, and after grabbing the duck egg, went back to the kitchen.
Zhuang Qingning returned to her tofu stall and continued selling her tofu and the few salted duck eggs.
She didn’t call out to sell or offer tastings for the salted duck eggs. They just sat there next to the tofu, in a very visible spot, attracting the attention of those buying tofu.
“Miss, are these salted duck eggs?” An old man who often bought tofu couldn’t resist asking.
“Yes, they are salted duck eggs.” Zhuang Qingning nodded and replied with a smile, “We just salted them yesterday and I brought them here today to see if anyone wants to buy.”
The old man laughed, “When you were selling tofu, you were calling out loud. When it comes to these salted duck eggs, you are silent. Are you too embarrassed to call, or do you think you’ll sell these?”
“Not really.” Zhuang Qingning kept laughing, “It’s just that we didn’t make a lot of these salted duck eggs this time. We only have a few left after keeping some for our own consumption. It doesn’t seem worthwhile to sell them, I thought if someone asked, 1 would sell, otherwise, I would keep them for ourselves.”
“You are an interesting little lady,” the old man said, laughing heartily, “But given how tasty your tofu is, 1 bet these duck eggs are probably pretty good too. How much are these salted duck eggs? I’ll buy three or four to pair with my peanuts and alcohol at noon.”
“Two coins each.”