Zhao Erwa looked at the basket he was carrying and casually threw the mulberries into it. He hurriedly shouted, "You can't pick them like this. The mulberries below will be crushed. You can't give our madam the bad ones, the spoilt ones, or the stale ones. You must give our madam the best."
"If you want to use a small bamboo basket like us, you have to use the leaves at the bottom. When you pluck them, hold them gently. When you fill a small bamboo basket, I'll bring you to see Madam Bai to exchange for copper coins." Zhao Erwa emphasized over and again.
Little Cat frowned. He hadn't expected picking mulberries to be so troublesome.
He took a look at their big basket and then at the small bamboo basket carried by Zhao Erwa and the others. Then, he ran back to Lintian village with his friends and took a basket about the same size.
