Zhou Erlang had already sold all his tofu and was now selling bamboo wares when he spotted the steamed buns wrapped in lotus leaves in their embrace. Unable to help it, the tantalizing aroma wafted over to him in waves.
Thinking of how expensive grain prices were these days, Zhou Erlang couldn't help but chastise in a low voice, "Don't waste money when we're out, let's endure it a bit longer, we'll go back soon, and tomorrow, we'll bring our own dry food."
It was mainly because they hadn't expected the soaring prices in the county town, otherwise they would have definitely brought their own provisions.
"By the way, how much are buns now?"
Zhou Liulang: "Two coins each."
"Meat buns?"
"No, vegetarian buns."
Zhou Erlang's eyes widened, "It doubled?"
Manbao nodded empathetically, "Second Brother, the brother who was selling buns said that the price of rice has already risen to thirty-two coins."
