Eric was immersed in the joy of the room full of various beans, unaware that his old patriarch was feeling self-pity behind his back.
He happily opened a sack, revealing green beans inside, intending to pour them into a jar.
Wait... Green?
Eric's movements froze. Looking closely, he discovered that in his hand was a whole sack of mung beans. Mung beans were excellent for sweet soup or cakes, but they couldn't be used to make tofu.
Even so, it had been a long time since he had seen so many mung beans; Eric involuntarily felt nostalgic. He reached out and grabbed a handful, feeling the round, cool beans rolling in his palm.
Worthy of being beans grown by the Ox-Head tribe, every single bean was plump and round, nearly as big as the soybeans sold in supermarkets back in the day, while the soybeans of the Ox-Head tribe were even bigger than that.
"This type of mung bean cannot be used to make tofu," Eric held out his hand in front of Max, explaining.
