The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme

Thinking about this, Zhuang Yonghe felt unsettled and hurriedly said, “Rest assured, consider this matter handled. I assure you to collect as many beans as you need, clean and good ones at that.”

“We are all from the same village after all. I can first collect beans and pay later, when I’ve delivered the beans to the mill, you can give me the money, which 1 can then distribute to them.”

This way, there’s no need to pay in advance and keep track of how much money has been used and how much needs to be paid back, saving us from all these complicated calculations.

“Agreed.” Zhuang Qingning smiled, “Then I’m troubling you with this task, Uncle He.”

“No trouble at all, don’t mention it. Isn’t this what I am supposed to do?” Zhuang Yonghe stood up and poured another cup of tea for Zhuang Qingning, “If there’s anything else you need me to do in the future, feel free to tell me.”

“Agreed.” Zhuang Qingning smiled, her eyes curving in amusement.

On the other side, Mrs. He had prepared the large intestines, and the smell of steamed rice mixed from brown and white rice was wafting from the pot. She had also stir-fried potato strips, green onion, and egg, and pan-fried the extra piece of tofu that Zhuang Qingning had given her in the morning until it was golden brown and aromatic on both sides. Then she started serving dinner.

Everyone was happy, seeing the bounteous meal that was rare in farming families. They ate with pleasure while chatting.

After the meal, Zhuang Yonghe and Mrs. He wanted to keep Zhuang Qingning to talk more, but considering how hard the sisters had worked the night before and how they needed to rest, they dismissed the idea and urged the sisters to go home and rest.

Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui didn’t linger and went home to rest.

Late in the evening, they got up to prepare dinner and went to the tofu shop after their meal.

Zhuang Mingliang came to help make tofu as usual.

After the tofu was ready the next morning, Zhuang Qingning still let him take a piece of tofu with him, along with some tofu pudding.

Then, as usual, she set up a stall on the street to sell tofu.

The news that Fushun Tower had given up on Changji Tofu Shop and was buying tofu from Zhuang Qingning spread like wildfire. Many people in the town were curious about how delicious Zhuang Qingning’s tofu was to let Zhang Yongchang forsake his brother-in-law and offend Chang Yuanda, just to buy her tofu for cooking.

With this curiosity, from bun shops, chives dumpling stalls to the common townsfolk, they all came to Zhuang Qingning’s tofu stall, intending to buy a piece and taste just how delicious it was.

As a result, Zhuang Qingning’s tofu stall business became increasingly popular, and the tofu sold out earlier than usual.

Many people who came to buy out of their reputation saw Zhuang Qingning already packing up her empty bamboo basket. Some were surprised, some sighed, and some even complained about her not making more tofu…

In short, all kinds of comments were made.

Regardless of what was said, one thing was clear- the tofu was delicious and popular!

Pressed by the demand, Zhuang Qingning slightly increased the amount of tofu she made, but not by too much.

As such, there was a situation in town where people were waiting to buy tofu even before Zhuang Qingning set up her stall.

That’s how business works. The more popular it is, the more people would think that her stuff is good, so more people came to Zhuang Qingning to buy tofu.

On the other side, the tofu Zhuang Yonghe and Mrs. He sold was also very well received. Their daily 40 jin of tofu was usually sold out within an hour.

An easy six or seven coins in their hands, almost without delaying other tasks, which was a fantastic job.

As for Zhuang Mingliang, Zhuang Qingning had already discussed with Zhuang Yonghe and Mrs. He, that he would temporarily help her at the tofu shop, with a daily wage of five coins.

Several busy days had passed like this.

[Ding, the system warmly reminds the host, the salted duck eggs you have marinated are ready, please unseal them in time]

Zhuang Qingning was immediately taken aback.

There was a system bug last time and she got a recipe for marinating salted duck eggs. She immediately bought some eggs, marinated them, and put them in a jar. She had been so busy for the past few days that she had almost forgotten about it.

Reminded by Xiaowu, Zhuang Qingning took the jar out of the cool corner of the house. After unsealing it, she took out four or five duck eggs and carefully washed off the layer of yellow mud wrapped on the surface.

She boiled water in the pot and put the salted duck eggs on the steamer, steaming them until they were fully cooked over high heat. When taking them out, she ran them under cold water and placed them on the chopping board, cutting the eggs open with a knife.

The salted duck egg was split into two halves under the sharp knife. Along with the “crack” noise, there’s a golden, gleaming oil left on the knife.

“It smells so good.” Zhuang Qingsui, who stood by, sniffed and exclaimed with admiration.

“Try it.” Zhuang Qingning cut another salted duck egg, gave two halves to Zhuang Qingsui, and kept the other two halves for herself.

She took up a pair of chopsticks, and carefully picked up a bit of egg yolk. The golden yolk was exquisitely soft and grainy, with bright yolk oil. Upon tasting it, the egg was indescribably fragrant, soft, and delicious.

“Hmm, it’s delicious.” Zhuang Qingsui again exclaimed in appreciation: “This duck egg yolk is rich and oily, very tasty indeed.”

Then after a mouthful of egg white, she said, “The egg white is also delicious, not too salty.”

Many salted duck eggs have egg yolks that are just right in saltiness, but the egg whites are a bit too salty, causing many people to prefer eating the yolk over the egg white when having salted duck eggs.

However, the salted duck eggs in her hand were exceptional. The yolk was rich, aromatic and delicious, and even the egg white was deliciously bouncy, not overly salty and perfect paired with rice.

“Not bad.” Zhuang Qingning couldn’t help but nod her head.

It seemed that the recipe given by the system was indeed good. It not only solved the problem of the difference in saltiness between the yolk and the egg white, but also greatly shortened the marinating time of the salted duck eggs.

[Of course, the system is…]

Alright, alright, 1 know you’re a high-quality system, now stop bragging.

Hmph, when you need me, you call me sweetheart, but when you don’t, you tell me to stop bragging, you ungrateful host!

Xiaowu left “in a huff”.

…Really a fragile-hearted system.

Zhuang Qingning continued to eat the incredibly fragrant salted duck eggs, while planning how to distribute the jar of salted duck eggs.

After much consideration, she decided to wash the rest of the salted duck eggs and steam them all. She gave Zhuang Mingliang a few to take home and planned to bring the rest with her the next day when she went to town to sell tofu.

“Miss Zhuang, if you find it heavy, you don’t have to bring it yourself every day. We live close to each other, you just need to tell me and 1 will come and pick it up,” Lian Rong said, accepting the tofu that Zhuang Qingning had delivered, and smiling.

Over this period of time, Fushun Tower had been using the tofu from Zhuang Qingning’s home, and their braised tofu was on its way to becoming a top-rated signature dish. Even Zhang Yongchang found it hard to wipe the smile off his face.

As Zhang Yongchang’s apprentice, as long as his master was happy, he was happy too.

If the master approved of the tofu from Zhuang Qingning’s home, then he should also be polite to Zhuang Qingning..