"Are you robbing me?!"
Wa Qianqian shouted in an instant, jumping up in a furious rage.
But after she had shouted, she realized, the same line, hadn't she said it herself a few months ago?
However, Song Tan showed utter disapproval:
"What are you talking about? Robbing takes much more time! Nowadays, no one carries cash anymore..."
Goodness me! Wa Qianqian got even angrier!
How fast the world changes, yet why is it only your vegetable prices that stay the same?
"How dare you sell watermelons for 20 bucks a pound? That's outrageous! Aren't you afraid I'll report you?"
"Go ahead and report," Song Tan said carelessly. "Everything is legal and legit. Besides, there are cherries that cost several hundred bucks per pound, and others that cost just ten or twenty. Why don't you report them?"
"Qianqian," Song Tan spoke with heartfelt concern, sounding like a worried old mother, "how come you're still so stingy after so long?"
