Qin Xue really didn't know how much cakes cost now. In her later life, a 21-inch cake would sell for about two hundred bucks. In this time, she wasn't sure if cakes even existed. But as soon as she heard her mother say it was her sister's birthday, she couldn't help but think - no birthday is complete without a birthday cake. So she voiced out her thought.
However, after hearing her sister's words, she learned that they did have cakes there now, but they weren't affordable, otherwise her sister wouldn't have responded in the way she did.
"How much?" Qin Xue asked, spotting steaming buns on the stove. She picked one up and took a bite.
"This much for such a small piece." Qin Jiale gestured the size of the cake with her palm, then held up a finger.
"Ten cents?" Nangong Shulan asked upon seeing her younger daughter's gestures.
