The boss thought about it and decided to exchange the four fish. He told Ningxia to sit down and went to the house in the back yard. After a while, he dragged out a big bag and said, "Come and take a look. It's a hundred pounds, no more, no less."

Ningxia went to take a look and saw that it was exactly 100 kilograms, not an ounce more than necessary. He gave the boss a thumbs-up and said, "Brother, your soybeans are grown well. They are no worse than before the disaster."

"That's right. My wife and I sold all our money to buy some fiberglass sheds, and we planted soybeans in them." The boss was very proud. His family relied on selling tofu. Not only did they pay off their debts, but they also saved a small fortune. Not to mention far away, no one sold tofu in the trading point and the shelter closest to them. If he lived in the shelter and sold tofu, he would be rich.

"These days, aren't you afraid of someone stealing?" Even if Ningxia doesn't know much, he knows how expensive fiberglass sheds are. What's more, since this boss can open a tofu shop, he must have a large cultivated area.

The boss snorted, "It's right next to the military camp. Who would dare to go there? I sell this tofu to the military camp at half the price. The soldiers are happy to watch over my shed. It's very safe."

Ningxia understood. No wonder he told her so casually. It turned out that he had the confidence.

After struggling to lug a bag of soybeans back home, the two children were still asleep. Ningxia rubbed her aching shoulders and sat on the floor beside the bed, carefully considering what else she needed. They were broke now, so just having enough to eat was enough. As for accommodations, Sister Ming said there was an old house there that was not bad, as long as it wasn't too hot.

I have to go shopping tomorrow to try to get some wild chrysanthemums and patchouli. The wild chrysanthemums aren't in bloom yet, so it's better to drink some infused water than plain water. It's not expensive anyway.