"Smell this aroma, taste this texture, how is it different from a summer cucumber?"
The man in overalls who spoke first hesitated for a moment, but eventually took out his wallet.
"Give me two pounds, my wife's pregnant and loves this."
With the first buyer in the picture, others began to waver.
Although he was still complaining about the price, his hand was already reaching for his wallet.
"Give me two pounds of cucumbers too!"
"I want three pounds of tomatoes!"
"Give me a bunch of chives!"
In less than half an hour, the store was packed with people.
Su Jianguo was in charge of weighing and collecting money, while Su Jianjun helped customers pack their food; the two were extremely busy.
Banknotes flew into the money box like snowflakes, forcing Su Jianguo to stop several times to sort them.
Just after six o'clock, the number of people in the market began to increase.
Su Jianguo was weighing bok choy for a customer when he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from outside the store.
"Dad! We're here!"
Su Jianguo looked up and saw Su Yufen and Wang Xiulan pushing a tricycle parked in front of the shop, with several wooden molds covered with white cloth on the tricycle.
Su Yufen's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were full of excitement.
"Is the tofu ready?"
Su Jianguo asked with surprise, and quickly put down what he was doing to go out and greet him.
Wang Xiulan nodded, lifted a corner of the white cloth, revealing the tofu that was as white as jade.
"It was just pressed, it's still warm."
Su Jianguo carefully picked up a piece of tofu, which trembled slightly in his hand and emitted a rich aroma of soybeans.
"Good tofu! It's obviously made with brine."
"Dad, please try some!"
Su Yufen couldn't wait to cut off a small piece and hand it to her father.
Su Jianguo put the tofu in his mouth, and the delicate texture immediately melted on his tongue, with a rich bean aroma and a long aftertaste.
"Great! Much better than the state-run tofu shops!"
"Really?"
Su Yufen's eyes lit up.
"I was afraid I wouldn't do well, and I was on tenterhooks the whole way."
"Silly girl, your tofu will definitely be in high demand."
Su Jianguo patted his daughter on the shoulder and turned to shout to the customers in the store.
"Everyone, freshly made braised tofu, three cents a pound, first come, first served!"
This shout immediately attracted even more customers.
An elderly man squeezed to the front and carefully examined the tofu.
"This tofu looks really good, give me two pounds!"
"Me too!"
"Cut me a piece!"
Su Yufen hurriedly began cutting tofu, while Wang Xiulan helped pack it into bags.
The tofu was decreasing at a visible rate, while the change in the money box was increasing.
"Cut slowly, and make sure the thickness is even."
Wang Xiulan whispered instructions to her daughter.
"Yes, like that, keep your wrist steady."
Su Yufen gradually got the hang of it, and her tofu-cutting movements became more and more skillful.
Looking at the satisfied expressions of her customers and listening to their praise, she felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.
"Young lady, your tofu is so tender, how did you make it?"
An older woman asked curiously.
Su Yufen smiled shyly.
"It's made with traditional brine, a secret recipe my mother taught me."
No wonder it tastes so good!
The woman took a bite and gave it a thumbs up.
"Are you coming again tomorrow? I want to buy more."
"I come every day!"
Su Yufen's voice couldn't hide her joy.
At 11 a.m., the last piece of tofu was bought by a middle-aged woman who rushed over.
Su Yufen looked at the empty mold and still couldn't quite believe it.
"Sold...sold out?"
Wang Xiulan smiled and nodded.
"One hundred jin (50 kg) of tofu sold out before noon."
Su Jianguo walked over and patted his daughter on the shoulder.
"See? I told you so! Good products never have to worry about selling!"
Su Yufen excitedly began to count the income.
She sorted and organized the change, her fingers trembling slightly with excitement.
"Three cents a pound, one hundred pounds would be thirty dollars..."
She was calculating quietly.
"The cost of soybeans is six yuan, so the net profit is twenty-four yuan!"
This number made Su Yufen's eyes widen.
Twenty-four yuan!
That's equivalent to more than half a month's salary her ex-husband earned working for the railway!
And now, they've made money in just one morning.
"Mom! Dad!"
Su Yufen suddenly jumped up, waving banknotes in her hand.
"We made twenty-four yuan!"
Wang Xiulan was also shocked by this number.
"so much?"
"This is just the beginning."
Su Jianguo said with a smile.
"Once word gets around, selling 200 jin won't be a problem."
Su Yufen excitedly spun around in the store, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
"I can make money! I really can make money!"
She suddenly stopped, threw herself into her mother's arms, and choked up.
"Mom, thank you for teaching me."
Wang Xiulan gently patted her daughter's back, tears glistening in her eyes.
"Silly child, this is your own ability."
Looking at his wife and daughter, Su Jianguo felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
This family finally has new hope and a future.
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