Yun Jiao thought for a moment, "She hasn’t planned on remarrying for years, why has she suddenly got this idea?"

The matchmaker said, "It’s her father who’s worried."

"Her father is getting old and is concerned that his daughter might end up lonely with no one to care for her when she’s old, so he’s insisting she remarries."

"Shiyi has no choice, so she asked me to find a suitable family for her. She said she doesn’t seek wealth or exceptional talent, just someone with whom she can live an honest life."

"I thought, you might take a liking to her."

Yun Jiao asked again, "Is Shiyi beautiful?"

In her view, this was also important.

After all, her father wouldn’t have been so devoted to Madam Li if she hadn’t been fair-skinned and good-looking back in the day.

The matchmaker chuckled, "That’s hard to say."

"If you compare her to you, naturally she can’t match up. But if you compare her to ordinary people of her age, she’s considered one of the best."

The matchmaker put her hand to her mouth, speaking in a hushed, mysterious tone, "She hasn’t had children, so she looks younger than most women."

After hearing the matchmaker, Yun Jiao felt this woman was indeed quite suitable.

She was literate, capable, and not overly docile.

She tugged at the matchmaker, "Where is Shiyi’s tofu shop, take me to have a look."

The matchmaker smiled with pursed lips, "Alright, I’ll take you, madam."

"But, at this time, her business would have wrapped up long ago, and she’s probably sitting at the door sorting beans and chatting with people."

Yun Jiao said, "Is it far? If it’s far, we’ll take a carriage."

The matchmaker laughed, "It’s a bit far, so taking a carriage would be more convenient."

Just as Yun Jiao was speaking, Miss Han’s sedan chair was being carried out from inside.

The maids accompanying the sedan gave their respects to Yun Jiao before they left.

Yun Jiao called the driver to harness the carriage, said a word to Yang Ying, and left with the matchmaker.

The carriage turned several streets, and the matchmaker lifted the curtain for a look, "It’s this street ahead, and Hua’s Tofu Shop is right there."

"Madam, if you lift the curtain, you’ll see it."

Yun Jiao instructed the driver to slow down, and the carriage leisurely passed in front of Hua’s Tofu Shop.

Yun Jiao raised the curtain and looked out.

She quickly saw a shop ahead, with a signboard reading ’Hua’s Tofu.’

She paid attention and saw a few women sitting by the door.

One of them appeared to be in her thirties, wearing a plain dress, with an orchid-patterned cloth wrapped around her head, her face fair and her features delicate.

As she picked out small stones or bad beans from a bowl of soybeans on her lap, she spoke with a bright smile to a woman beside her.

Yun Jiao quickly called out to the matchmaker, "Is it the one with the orchid-patterned headscarf?"

The matchmaker leaned over for a look, "That’s her!"

"What do you think of her, madam?"

Yun Jiao looked out the window, and just then Shiyi also looked up, meeting the eyes of Yun Jiao in the carriage.

She smiled at Shiyi, and the carriage soon passed by.

Yun Jiao then turned back to the matchmaker and said, "I think she’s quite good."

"Just not sure if my father will be satisfied."

The matchmaker covered her mouth with a laugh, "This is Shiyi with no makeup. If she dresses up properly, your father won’t be able to take his eyes off her."

Yun Jiao pondered for a moment, "There’s no rush, you can come to Renxin Hall the day after tomorrow. I’ll give you a definite answer then, and if it’s a go, we can let Hua Shiyi meet my father."

The matchmaker nodded, "Alright, I’ll wait for your message the day after next."