"You..." Now he's really angry, "You ugly woman, don't buy if you don't want to, but don't say my stuff is bad. Even if it's bad, you can't afford it anyway."
"Really?" She took out eight taels of private money and tossed it up and down in front of him, "Can't afford it, huh?"
Seeing the money, a greedy light shone in his eyes, "Can afford, can afford! Are you buying right away?"
She rolled her eyes at him, "Snobbish, old lady won't buy from you!" She went to the grocery stall next to him, "How much is the bronze mirror?"
The other stall owner is a man in his forties, looking like an honest person. Next to the slippery, cunning vendor, honest people always get less business, "One tael of silver."
Su Qingyue saw there were two types of bronze mirrors on the stall, one large and one small. The small one was the size of a palm, while the large one was twice as big.
She asked the price of the small mirror, "What about the big one?"
