Mr. Wang said, "How much is a pound of mung bean sprouts, Miss Su? Can I buy them from you?"
Su Binglan's smile grew wider. "I won't hide that there aren't any mung bean sprouts on the market now. However, I taught my grandmother and her family how to grow them.
"We plan on selling the beans at ten copper per pound, but since you need them for this side dish, we can sell them at nine."
Although it was only one copper less, Drunken Cloud would save a lot if Mr. Wang bought more. The restaurant would need many mung bean sprouts to serve stir-fried mung bean sprouts.
Naturally, Mr. Wang understood this.
Su Binglan had planned to do this to make things convenient for her grandma and the others. Next time, Lin Qin and her family would not have to go to town to sell the beans. Instead, they would become Drunken Cloud's suppliers.
By then, Mr. Wang would hire someone to buy and collect mung bean supplies to save time and effort.
