Song Tan, however, smiled serenely:
"Auntie, here's twenty yuan, please take it— I'm well aware of the quality of my vegetables. Since you don't like them, why waste more money, right? There are so many people waiting to buy; let's leave the shepherd's purse for them."
The auntie was momentarily stuck for words and then didn't accept the money: "You're really hotheaded, young lady. Can't people discuss the flaws when doing business? It's just twenty yuan, no big deal. I don't want it; you sell me that shepherd's purse."
"That won't do." Song Tan smiled as pleasantly as her refusal was firm:
"As you've seen, we don't even have enough vegetables to sell. If you're going to return home and dislike it, why bother?"
"Exactly!" The auntie behind immediately chimed in: "I'll take the shepherd's purse!"
