With a slight smile, Bao Suyun cast Yang Ruoqing a glance before once again lowering her head. Her face flushed red as she sat there, twisting the handkerchief in her hand.

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By this time, the woman has already sat at the table. It's the man's turn to show his skills now.

Yang Ruqing winked at Yang Huazhou.

Yang Huazhou sat there with his head hung low, his face as red as a monkey's butt. He didn't even dare to raise his head.

Yang Ruqing gritted her teeth, chatting casually with Zhou Mapo at the table while secretly stepping on Yang Huazhou's foot under the table. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

There was nothing on the table, not even tea for Zhou Meipao and Bao Suyun. It looked terrible!

Yang Huazhou was stepped on, but he actually lifted his head up, staring at Yang Ruqing with a pair of confused eyes.

Yang Ruqing gave a little tap with her chin at the tea bowl on the table.

Yang Huazhou only then reacted, stood up and said to the waiter, "Waiter, bring us two more bowls of tea."

Yang Ruqing breathed a sigh of relief.

When the waiter brought the tea, Yang Huazhou suddenly seemed to have a flash of insight.

The simple and honest smiled and asked Zhou Mapo and Bao Suyun, “Have both Auntie and Miss Bao had breakfast yet? What would you like to eat?”

The matchmaker chuckled and looked at Bao Suyun: "Bao Suyun, Yang Lao Wu asked what you'd like to eat. You tell him!"

Bao Suyun lifted her eyelids and glanced at Yang Huazhou, shaking her head. "I'm not hungry."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's whine.

Neither those sitting beside her nor those with exceptionally good hearing could make out what was said.

Yang Huazhou didn't hear clearly.

So, the man blushed and asked again, but Bao Su hesitated.

Seeing this scene, as someone on Yang Huazhou's side, Yang Ruqing quickly smiled and said to Yang Huazhou, "Fifth Uncle, there's no need to ask, Zhou's wife and Miss Bao traveled such a long way, even if they had a little breakfast at home, they must be hungry by now. Just order whatever you like!"

Yang Huazhou was struck with sudden enlightenment, exclaiming, "Good, good!" Then he swiftly slid off his chair and dashed out to the front of the shop to look for the shopkeeper.

Along the way, the man kicked over several stools and bumped into table corners.

This should be a new line.

Bump bump, bang bang, quite lively.

Here at the table, Yang Ruqing and Dayan couldn't bear to look straight ahead. The siblings exchanged a knowing glance.

This Fifth Uncle, a bachelor of twenty-five or six, is really just a young man at heart.

When you see a girl you like, you get flustered and can't even walk straight!

"Qíng, I heard that your family makes tofu and has a long-term deal with the Jùwèixūn Restaurant in town. Is that true?"

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At the table, Zhou Ma laughed happily and chatted casually with Yang Ruohui.

Yang Ruqing understood that their idle chatter was meant to ease the awkwardness between Yang Huazhou and Bao Suyun, the two parties involved.

Then Yang Ruqing also smiled and nodded: "Yes, Zhou's aunt, we are here today just to deliver tofu."

"Auntie, what is tofu?"

Bao Suyun softly asked Zhou Meizhe.

My sister-in-law is the niece of my mother-in-law's brother. Naturally, she calls her aunt just like my other sisters-in-law do.

The matchmaker chuckled and glanced at Yang Ruohua, then addressed Bao Suyun: “I’ve only heard of it, never seen it. If you want to know, ask Ruohua, that tofu is her new creation.”

"Is that so?" Bao Suyun immediately turned her gaze to Yang Ruohong.

"Qing, what is tofu made of? How do you eat it?"

Bao Suyun seemed very interested, her eyes sparkling.

Yang Ruqing smiled and said, "Tofu is made from soybean pulp. It takes a lot of effort to make it, and I can't explain it in just a few words."

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"But tofu tastes good, and anyone can eat it. Boil it with an egg, and that's a child's favorite!"

Having said that, Yang Ruoqing’s voice trailed off.

I've made tofu many times, but my parents and two younger brothers have never tasted it!

They have always been eating the bean dregs left over from making tofu.

Fermented bean curd stir-fried with Chinese kale, fermented bean curd cakes...

A sudden pang of guilt struck her, and she decided that next time she made tofu, she would make extra so everyone at home could try it.

Here, Bao Suyun heard that children eat tofu well and was even more interested.

The matchmaker, seeing the situation, quickly added, "Su Yun, don't ask too many questions now; you wouldn't understand even if you did. Just go visit Qing's place when you have time and see her tofu for yourself. Then you'll understand everything."

"Qing, what do you think?" Zhou Meichao winked at Yang Ruqing.

Yang Ruqing understood and smiled, nodding quickly: "Welcome to my home, Miss Bao! I'll treat you to tofu when that time comes!"

“Well, I’ll visit you another day then.” Bao Suyun also happily agreed.

“From Baojiacun to our Changping Village, there are three or four li. Bao girl, when will you come? Have my fifth uncle go pick you up? That way, you won't get lost trying to find my house.”

Yang Ruqing added.

This is a probe into Miss Bao's attitude.

Bao Suyun hesitated for a moment, her face reddened again.

"Well, okay," she lowered her head again.

Yang Ruqing and Zhou Meipao smiled at each other, game on!

Over here, the atmosphere at the table was just right. Meanwhile, Yang Huazhou brought over two steaming bowls of meat floss noodles.

Behind him, the waiter was also carrying two bowls of pork floss noodles.

Each of the four people, Zhou Meipao, Bao Suyun, Yang Ruqing, and Dalian, had a bowl of steaming pork noodle soup in front of them.

But in front of him, there was nothing.

Yang Ruqing was secretly surprised.

Here, the meat floss noodles, last time she and Tang Ya Zi came to eat together.

Eight coins for a bowl.

Yang Huazhou came to town today, and Tan Shi gave him forty wen.

Five people, just enough for each person to have a bowl of lo mein.

Why didn't he buy it for himself? Yang Ruqing pondered silently.

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What is he going to do with the remaining eight coins?

"Lao Wu, why aren't you eating?" Zhou Meima also asked in surprise.

Yang Huazhou smiled and said, "I ate three elder sister-in-law's corn pancakes this morning, so I'm not hungry now. Auntie, you guys eat!"

The Zhou matchmaker nodded and picked up her chopsticks: "After rushing all morning, I'm really quite hungry. Well then, I won't be polite!"

The fortune teller buried her head and munched loudly.

Da An picked up his chopsticks, just about to eat, when Yang Ruqing suddenly snatched his bowl.

She scooped up half the meat and noodles from her own bowl and put them into Dah An's bowl.

“Sister, what are you doing?” Da An asked in surprise.

Yang Ruqing said, "I'm not that hungry either. I can't finish it all and it would be a waste. You help me share some."

“Sis, you gave me all the meat strips. What are you going to eat?”

“My sister, I'm on a diet, I eat vegetables and become more radiant. Come on, give me all the vegetables in your bowl!”

Great peace and silence.

Nobody dislikes eating meat, especially when times are hard at home, as meat is a rare and precious thing.

Sister, this is a way of letting him eat the meat strips. Dayan's heart was filled with joy.

But because so many people were there, he was embarrassed to push around and make way, so he could only obey his sister's arrangement and bury his head, concentrating on eating the noodles.

This noodle, it's really delicious...

Yang Ruqing ate the small greens in her bowl mouthful by mouthful, but her peripheral vision kept observing Bao Suyun.

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