Lin Lan finished packing the kidney bean rolls for her and asked with a smile, "Ma'am, my sister-in-law made some tofu and silken tofu. Would you like to take a look?"
"Oh, you have silken tofu?" The woman glanced at Yang Liying before asking, "How much is it?"
Lin Lan lifted the cloth covering the wooden bucket, picked up an enamel bowl, and said with a smile, "One bowl like this is ten cents."
Seeing it was a good-sized bowl, the woman nodded. "Ten cents for a bowl this size isn't expensive. I'll bring a porcelain bowl tomorrow to buy some and try it. Now, let me see your tofu."
Just then, another customer arrived for Lin Lan. Blushing, Yang Liying smiled and picked up a block of tofu to show the woman. "A block of tofu is ten cents. Our tofu is pressed firm, so one block is a little over a pound."
The woman looked at the smooth, white tofu and nodded. "It looks firmer than what they sell at the vegetable company. I wonder if it tastes any good."
