Xiaoliu hurriedly chased after her, "Sister Jiu, Sister Jiu, you haven't paid yet, eighty cents!"
"Just put it on my tab, I'll pay in a few days!" Lu Zhaodi did not even turn her head, moving extremely fast, and in a flash, she was gone.
Xiaoliu's face fell instantly, and he listlessly returned behind the counter.
"Anything else you'd like, sister? Take your time, I'll go ahead and write it down." As Xiaoliu carefully wrote down eighty cents beside the name Jiu Hong in the ledger, marked the date, and noted "soy sauce" next to it, he secured the account book and then asked Tian Ling, who hadn't left after buying baby formula, if she needed anything else, certain she wanted to buy more items.
"Does Lu Zhaodi often buy on credit? I clearly remember that state-run stores do not allow this," Tian Ling asked.
