Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up with delight.
Gu Dafu, filled with excitement, asked, "Third Uncle, are you serious?" Soybeans are cheap, and if we can get the bean curd business going, our families will surely make a good profit, and we won't have to worry about making a living.
Mrs. Chen eagerly said, "Big brother, you're too much, Third Uncle already said it, could it still be false?"
Then, with sparkling eyes, she looked at Third Grandpa and asked, "Third Uncle, when will you teach us to make bean curd? Bean curd is such a novelty, just the thought of it tells you it'll make money. We need to learn quickly and get this business going as soon as possible. Each day we delay is a day's profit lost. Oh my, even just thinking about it feels like a huge loss."
Mrs. Chen wished she could go to the town to sell bean curd right now.
Upon hearing her words, Third Grandpa's face darkened, and Mrs. Chen got startled and quickly shut her mouth.
