"Alright." Lady Li picked up the coarse cloth from the corner and started measuring it with a cloth tape.
Xiao Yuchuan was a keen observer, staring at her as she measured twenty-one feet, not allowing her to miss even a tiny amount. He watched until she finished cutting the cloth, then said, "I've almost sold out of embroidery thread in my goods, so I need to buy some more embroidery threads and scraps of cloth from you."
"The scraps are over there." Lady Li pointed to a pile of mixed good and bad quality scraps in the corner. Chuan was a vendor who traveled from village to village selling to poor families. The scrap cloth was usually used for mending clothes, at most picking out a few pieces to make a few handkerchiefs. Even if resold, there was not much profit to be made.
He picked up a large bag of scrap cloth, and Lady Li took out a large wooden box containing various colors of embroidery threads, "I will give you the old price for the threads."
