"Alright," the young clerk couldn't help but glance at Yang Ruxin, thinking to himself that she must be buying for someone else; after all, who could afford to use rough paper like this? Nevertheless, he quickly grabbed two packs and handed them over, "Two packs for a hundred wen, but I can give you a discount since you're buying in bulk. Just give me ninety-five wen."
As Yang Ruxin handed over the money, she thought to herself how expensive it was. No wonder nobody used it; ninety-five wen could buy ten jin of flour, which after being made into steamed buns, would be enough to feed a family for many days. And if made into dough pieces, it could probably feed a family of six for almost half a month.
Guan Qingshu had just returned from outside and upon seeing Yang Dani, his first reaction was that she was there to see him, and a flash of disgust crossed his eyes. However, he didn't leave immediately because, surprisingly, he felt a bit of anticipation.
