Broker Liu was agitated by the words and actions of one, and the silver coins waved by the other, so he roared, "Nonsense, I said it's fifty-five taels."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia immediately patted her chest, "Oh, it really is fifty-five taels. I thought Uncle was going to say sixty-five taels. I was so scared."
Thump, Broker Liu felt his heart shattering as he helplessly waved his hand, "Fifty-five taels it is! Take the horse and leave quickly."
"Uncle Liu, there's still a carriage missing."
"Look over there in the corner, choose the carriage you like and take it. Once you have it, get lost quickly. If you, young lady, stay any longer, you'll take my horse without spending a dime." Broker Liu pointed weakly to the carriages on the side.
