"Tofu here, tofu here! Come take a look, fresh and delicious tofu, and yummy tofu too~"
In the bustling, noisy street market, a child's clear, sweet voice stood out distinctly. It attracted many people to look over, and some even headed towards their stall.
Seeing that it was actually effective, Sun Daqing, Sun Daxiang, and Sun Daji all joined in. The four children seemed to be in a competition, each shouting louder than the last. Finding their own shouts lacking energy, they insisted on dragging Sun Youcai to join them.
Although Sun Youcai had been clamoring to come out and do business, he had only followed his eldest brother to collect medicinal herbs a few times. He had never engaged in any other type of business, so this first time, he felt awkward and hesitant.
Zhao Zhitong pulled Sun Youcai and said in a sweet, childish voice, "Younger Uncle, don't you want to make money? Grandpa Bai said that smart merchants are good at promoting their own products."
