Peaceful Farm Life-Chapter 148: Really Two Oddballs_1

At this moment, Wang Youbao completely understood why An Jing had said, "She knows whether it’s a loss or not." It turned out that the recipe was nothing special at all, and was in fact quite simple; it just needed fermented tofu seasoning added to the dish.

And if other restaurants wanted to make dishes like those at Hundred Dishes Restaurant, they would inevitably need to use her family’s fermented tofu.

This, in reality, was a promotion of her family’s fermented tofu, marketing it to the customers who dined at his restaurant and to those competing restaurants. In the future, the number of people buying her fermented tofu would surely increase. How could she possibly lose out?

An Jing, "What do you mean?"

Wang Youbao said, "I want to sign an exclusive contract with you, where your fermented tofu can only be sold to my Hundred Dishes Restaurant."

"No way," An Jing refused without a second thought. Signing an exclusive contract was akin to being bound, and she certainly did not like being restricted.

Wang Youbao immediately tried to negotiate, "I will offer you a satisfying amount for the exclusivity, eight hundred taels, what do you think?" The Hundred Taste Restaurant had made four hundred silver in just two days. If his restaurant were the only one with dishes seasoned with fermented tofu in the future, he was bound to earn much more.

"Even if you gave me a thousand taels, it wouldn’t be okay," An Jing was still straightforward.

"What about two thousand taels?"

An Jing laughed without saying a word, "It’s not about the silver. Don’t you see that I don’t want to sign an exclusive contract with you?"

Wang Youbao, "..." This woman was truly unique. He had originally thought that if he offered eight hundred taels, she would immediately agree to sign, knowing that a farmer’s family would never see a hundred taels of silver in their entire lifetime, let alone eight hundred.

And yet, this woman didn’t even want two thousand taels...

Looking at Xiao Changyi, and seeing that he acted as if he didn’t exist at all, Wang Youbao furrowed his brows. Although the two were poor and working hard to make money, they seemed not to care much about money.

Truly two oddities.

"So..."

Wang Youbao initially wanted to offer five thousand taels to try his luck, but as soon as he began to speak, An Jing cut him off, "That’s enough, don’t say anymore. If I say it won’t happen, it won’t happen. My husband agrees with me, our fermented tofu won’t be exclusive to just your restaurant."

Wang Youbao felt quite dejected, but he had no other choice and could only say, "Alright, then."

Next, An Jing and Xiao Changyi carried nine jars of fermented tofu onto Wang Youbao’s carriage.

Once Wang Youbao had also boarded the carriage, the carriage driver drove off.

As soon as An Jing closed the courtyard gate, she returned to the house with Xiao Changyi and hummed, "No one can tie us down!"

"Mm."

Once inside the house, An Jing hugged Xiao Changyi’s left arm, looked up at him with her face tilted up, and asked with a smile, "Why didn’t you sell all one hundred jin to him?" She really didn’t know what he was keeping the last ten jin for.

But one thing she was sure of was that he definitely wasn’t keeping it to eat at home.

Xiao Changyi replied indifferently, "Someone needs it."

"Who?"

Xiao Changyi didn’t answer, instead his cool gaze slowly shifted towards the east.

An Jing followed his gaze to the east, unsure if she understood or not, frowned, and after a while, she asked, "A mistress?"

"A mistress?"

"It means that you keep another girl outside," she explained.

Xiao Changyi frowned, "You’re the only one I have."

"If it’s not a mistress, then that’s fine~" An Jing immediately smiled, "Then you give those ten jin of fermented tofu to that person. I won’t ask any further."

"Mm."

The next day, Xiao Changyi was to deliver those ten jin of fermented tofu to the town. An Jing didn’t ask much, but gave Xiao Changyi fifty coins and asked him to bring back ten jars.

It wasn’t until noon that Xiao Changyi returned, not only with ten jars but also with one hundred and six coins for An Jing.