The shop assistant didn't get angry this time; instead, his eyebrows danced with delight, and his fingers started tapping on the tabletop again, "No jar? That's easy to handle, at Jin Ji Vinegar Workshop, we always consider our customers' needs. If the customer doesn't bring a jar, we can provide you with one."
That sounds great, but Lin Yuan's intuition told her the shop assistant hadn't finished speaking.
Sure enough, he reached out his hand again, "A jar for ten copper coins."
What? It costs money?
Lin Yuan's eyes widened; she had bought jars before. Even at the Ma Family Grocery on the main street, a vinegar jar didn't cost ten copper coins.
"Do you want it or not? If you don't, then there's no vinegar for you. And these ten copper coins are a discount I'm giving you because I see you're a young lady with not much money."
