Boss Mu found it ridiculous and funny.
What an ignorant country girl! She's just making a profit of three coins on acorn tofu and she's taking it so seriously.
If someone unaware of the inside story heard this, they would probably think it was a deal worth three hundred taels of silver.
"I have my reasons for saying this. Earning a few coins is a small matter; I just want to know how sincere Boss Mu really is."
Song Liyun's concern is not about money, but about her attitude.
She insisted that Mr. Mu and his business partners had no secrets from each other.
The chaos of the apocalypse taught her the law of the jungle.
The strong can make rules at any time, and the weak can only obey them.
Since the original owner of the Ji residence was missing, the garrison could forcibly seize the property and rewrite the property deed.
With power, you can do whatever you want.
There is never an absolutely pure land under the sun.
No matter when or where, might makes right; the rule of law can only exist in peacetime.
Otherwise, there would have been no destruction of the world in the previous life, and the Song siblings would not have suffered in the Wu Dynasty.
When her interests were intertwined with those of others, Song Liyun wanted to have all the information she needed.
Boss Mu was unaware of these things.
From his perspective, is it legal to interfere with the sale of goods again?
No matter what Song Liyun says, it's clearly untenable.
Song Liyun deliberately said and did just that; the main purpose of the struggle over a pot of acorn tofu was to test each other.
Boss Mu's lips twitched. In his heart, he really didn't take Song Liyun seriously. How could he buy and sell goods and then talk about them to others?
It's just a bowl of acorn tofu, and they're not even selling it.
Looking at Song Liyun's indifferent expression, Boss Mu's lips curled up: "Miss Song also knows that Suijin Town is only so big. It's difficult to sell even one pot of acorn tofu every day. The ones delivered yesterday are still not sold out..."
Song Liyun stood up and said with a smile, "In that case, we won't say anything. Whenever Boss Mu wants it, just come to Baolin Residence outside the town and let us know."
Boss Mu was stunned. They weren't going to discuss business and were just leaving like this? And what was Baolinju? He'd never heard of it.
"Baolinju?"
"Oh! Mr. Mu doesn't know yet, but the house where my brother and I live is now called Baolin Residence."
Song Liyun explained with a smile, then bought the needles and thread she needed at Boss Mu's house and left without looking back.
Back at Baolin Residence, Song Zhenping was still in a daze. His daily income of twenty coins was now gone.
Although there were still more than 300 coins left at home, the garrison had stopped repairing houses, so it was impossible to find work again.
It seems no one would buy firewood if we went up the mountain to chop it up and sell it, and besides, Xiaoyun wouldn't agree to it.
He used to work from dawn till dusk, and it took him a long time to get used to earning money. Suddenly, he had no income, and he felt empty and panicked.
"Brother, if you want to work these next few days, grind more acorn flour and keep it on hand. You can do whatever you want whenever you want later."
Seeing Song Zhenping's disappointment, Song Liyun began to arrange tasks.
"oh!"
Song Zhenping did not object.
All his resistance stemmed from the harm others inflicted on his younger brother and sister; he himself was accustomed to being oppressed and controlled.
Song Liyun was not worried. Even if she lost twenty coins a day, she was still a wealthy family with enough grain, meat and firewood.
There are jewelry items in the space that can be exchanged for money, and you can also receive 500 coins from the garrison every month, so you don't have to worry about anything.
As long as the gate is closed, the three siblings and a monkey can live a leisurely life.
She felt relieved, but Boss Mu couldn't laugh.
A few coins are indeed not much, but the people of Suijin Town used to be picky eaters, and now that winter is here and there are no vegetables in the fields, they can only eat the cabbage, radishes, pickled vegetables, and salted vegetables that they stored in advance.
It was nice to spend two coins every day to buy some acorn tofu to change things up, but suddenly it's gone.
Especially at Granny Cui's place.
She ran a small food stall, stewing pickled cabbage, acorns, and tofu with minced meat and pork cracklings. A large bowl cost five coins, and every day three or five soldiers from the garrison would sneak out for a meal.
In this way, she could earn ten or twenty coins, enough for her son-in-law and daughter to buy food, and also to prevent them from arguing anymore.
Standing in Manager Mu's shop, Granny Cui gritted her teeth and shouted, "Boss Mu, everything was fine yesterday, and now you're saying you don't have acorn tofu to sell? I don't believe it, you must have sold it to Song girl."
Manager Mu waved his hand: "Do you think I'm stupid for not making money? I said I don't have any, so I don't have any. Come back tomorrow!"
Granny Cui didn't believe it, so she searched around Manager Mu's shop and indeed couldn't find it, before leaving dejectedly.
She refused to believe that she couldn't make acorn flour without bitterness.
Instead of returning to Xue Zhuang's courtyard, Granny Cui went to her neighbor's house and bought a few pounds of acorn flour.
After some haggling, Granny Cui finally took the acorn flour back home.
Xu Yan'er had been married for a short time and was still a new bride.
She doesn't go out much; she usually helps Granny Cui at the food stall.
Seeing that her mother had only bought a bag of acorn flour instead of acorn tofu, her face fell: "Mom, you're going to try it yourself?"
“What can we do if we don’t try! Old Man Mu sold all the acorn tofu to Song Yaya, so we have to make it ourselves. I don’t believe that if others can do it, I can’t.” Granny Cui was very unconvinced.
Xu Yan'er threw down her handkerchief: "You can't have been without trying it, it's so bitter, how can you eat it!"
Upon hearing her recount her past, Granny Cui's face immediately darkened.
That story begins with Xu Yan'er's wedding banquet.
Xu Yan'er complained that there was acorn tofu on her banquet table and refused to eat it while crying. Granny Cui then said that Xue Zhuang had mistreated her daughter and wanted to take the money as betrothal money.
This angered Xue Zhuang, who immediately overturned the table, causing the mother and daughter to burst into tears.
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