"Ten servings are too few." Su Qingyue said with a stiff smile, "My family eats a lot, at least a hundred servings."
"Then a hundred servings." Jin Xun readily agreed.
As Su Qingyue was nibbling on the pastry, it tasted nice, but she did not want to eat to the point of throwing up, "Having a hundred servings would be too inconvenient. Maybe it would be better to give me the cash equivalent."
Jin Xun paused for a moment, "Alright, then cash it is." He turned to the servant, Ji, "What's the price per serving if we were to sell these cakes?"
"My Lord, this osmanthus cake is a special product of our Drunken Immortal Pavilion, ordinary people can't afford it, it is mainly sold for the enjoyment of wealthy families. It costs one tael of silver per serving." Ji responded carefully, "If you buy a hundred servings, you can get an internal discount, which is a 20% discount."
