Before long, a restaurant owner came by to purchase spices. He said Brother Yong had sent him and, with a smile, asked Lin Changyou for a little discount.
Lin Changyou smiled politely. "Don't worry. Since Ah Yong sent you, I'll definitely give you a good price."
The restaurant owner bought half a jin of each type of spice. When he saw the dried mushrooms and wood ear fungus, he bought several jin of those as well.
Lin Changyou refilled the compartmentalized display box with spices and calculated the money they had just made. 'Doing business is pretty interesting,' he thought.
After a rush of customers, Lin Lan checked the time. It was already ten-thirty. She said to Qiaohui, "You watch the shop. I'm going to buy some groceries, and we'll cook lunch here."
Qiaohui nodded. "Cousin, cooking is too much trouble. Let's just buy some tofu pudding from next door and have it with rice."
