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"But, selling items in the monastery with you doesn't seem quite appropriate," Hongji said with difficulty.
Qian Yixiu replied, "Little Master, rest assured, I won't shout about it, I'll just walk around the courtyard. If they initiate to buy, I will sell. If they don't, I won't even talk. How about it? I'm helping you take care of Monkey Brother after all, and it's especially gluttonous and delicate. We are already poor at home, and I have to save money to buy it treats. Haven't you noticed how thin I've gotten? I've helped you with such a big favor, and you won't even help me with this little one?"
Monkey Brother was so angry that its little face reddened further, and it cried out in displeasure. Its little owner was spouting nonsense; when had there ever been savings for treats? Just look at the ragged clothes worn; it was a testament of hard times indeed.
