Gu Yuanshui chuckled. "Leave it to you to know me best, Mom."
Li Cuicui smacked him on the arm. "Don't think you can start quoting classics at me just because you've sat in on a few of the Scholar's lessons. Tell me the truth. What are you really thinking?"
Gu Yuanshui glanced at his other brothers. "Mom, look at our family's tofu. It's famous all around the area, but this place is only so big. The novelty has worn off, and sales aren't what they used to be.
Seventh should be well-established in Shangjing by now. I was thinking I'd go check it out, see if we could set up a tofu workshop there, too. It's better than all of us brothers being stuck here, fighting over this small market."
"Won't that be a bother for Seventh?" Li Cuicui frowned. "Things are good enough as they are now, aren't they? For miles around, who doesn't envy the life our family has? There's no need to go running off and stirring up trouble."
