The proprietress asked about the weight and cheerfully said, "I'll count it as twenty-five catties and charge you one thousand seven hundred and fifty wen."
Qiao Duo'er blinked her eyes, "You can round off the change, I still need to buy some cotton for making winter clothes."
The proprietress nodded, "You, young miss, really know how to live frugally. Come, take a look at our cotton. It's already fluffed up and ready to be stuffed directly into clothing, and it's not expensive, only sixty wen per catty!"
Her prices were a bit higher than the market rate, but the quality was a lot better, which kept people coming back.
"Then let's make it an even amount."
Buying another five catties of cotton made it exactly two taels of silver.
The proprietress was overjoyed to agree; she loved doing business with straightforward people!
The cotton was fluffy. Though only five catties, it could pile up like a little mountain.
