Peaceful Farm Life-Chapter 142: You Wouldn’t Want to Cry For Me to See, Would You?_1

The woman was not unreasonable, and upon hearing An Jing’s explanation, she said, "So that’s what happened, I apologize for the misunderstanding earlier."

An Jing immediately smiled and said, "It’s alright, it’s good that the misunderstanding is cleared up."

"Will you be selling again tomorrow? If you come tomorrow, I will buy from you. I haven’t managed to buy any yet," the woman added.

"We haven’t bought any either!" other women chimed in. They were not satisfied at all, having finally found someone selling but not being able to buy anything.

"We still have more, there are two jars left at our home. If you come tomorrow, I’ll sell to you first. Last time I did the same thing, you can ask other people in the West Market who sell vegetables; they know I don’t lie."

With An Jing having said this, those women were finally willing to leave.

"My dear~" All was sold out, and An Jing turned to Xiao Changyi with a smile and a wink, feeling very happy.

Xiao Changyi’s mouth curled into an almost imperceptible smile.

An Jing helped Xiao Changyi pack up their stall, and when she turned around, she found An Fu and Shi Xiaolan still dumbfounded and unable to snap back to reality.

"Hey, wake up, or the flies will fly into your mouths," An Jing joked as she stood up.

Only then did An Fu and Shi Xiaolan close their mouths, which had been open wide in shock.

Shi Xiaolan swallowed hard before asking in disbelief, "An Jing, you’ve sold everything already?"

"Yes, it’s all sold out."

"So fast..." Shi Xiaolan didn’t know what to say.

"I didn’t expect it to be so fast either, but thankfully, it’s all gone." She paused, "Xiao Lan, Brother An Fu, can you make another hundred catties of tofu for me?"

"Ah?" Shi Xiaolan was taken aback, not having anticipated that An Jing would ask them to make another hundred catties of tofu.

An Fu also seemed to have lost his tongue and couldn’t speak. frёewebnoѵēl.com

But An Quangui, upon hearing this, quickly came over and pushed An Fu, "Why are you standing there in a daze? This is great news, aren’t you going to say you can do it?"

Only then did An Fu come back to his senses and quickly said, "We can do it, we can do it. An Jing, Xiao Lan and I will go back and start making the tofu right now. We’ll bring it to you tomorrow."

After speaking, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly added, "Thank you, An Jing. Thank you, Brother Xiao. We don’t even know how to thank you properly. Thank you, thank you."

Xiao Changyi said nothing, but An Jing laughed and replied, "There’s no need to thank us, just make the tofu as fresh and tender as you did the last two times."

"Definitely, we will definitely use the best beans to make it fresh and tender," An Fu nodded eagerly, still somewhat dazed and had not fully grasped that An Jing had asked him to make another hundred catties of tofu.

This was the third time.

"An Jing..." Shi Xiaolan finally responded, her eyes welling up almost instantly. An Jing was being too kind to her.

"You’re not going to cry for me, are you?" An Jing teased with raised eyebrows.

Shi Xiaolan instantly burst into laughter at the jest.

An Jing then handed over one hundred and fifty coins to Shi Xiaolan, "This is the deposit."

Shi Xiaolan no longer needed An Jing to tell her the amount; she started counting proactively. After finishing, she confirmed, "Exactly one hundred and fifty coins."

An Jing was satisfied with this change in Shi Xiaolan, "That’s the right amount. Don’t rush with the tofu; deliver it to my house in three or four days." She paused, "If you really won’t listen to me, then just like last time, bring it to my house in two days. In any case, take good care of yourselves and don’t overwork."