Looking at the young woman's surprised expression, Zhu Lin tilted her head slightly and asked, "You only accept biscuits?"
When she came back to her senses, the young woman shook her head quickly. She took the sweet potato as big as her own head from Zhu Lin, and weighed it with her hands.
In the next second, she widened her eyes, looked at Zhu Lin, and said, "Beautiful sister, this sweet potato is too much for that small fruit knife. How about you choose a few more items and give me this sweet potato?"
Zhu Lin shook her head and said, "I only want that knife."
When the young woman heard this, the light in her eyes dimmed, and she said, "Beautiful sister, I can give you everything I have, but please give me this sweet potato."
Looking at her eyes full of despair, Zhu Lin said calmly: "Mhm. You can have it."
