"My memory has been quite terrible lately; I keep forgetting things. This hairpin would be two hundred taels," the old man said sheepishly.
"Then I'm out of luck, the silver I've brought isn't enough. How about you wait here for me while I go back to get the silver?" Feng Xuxu looked at the hairpin with great regret, her gaze also catching the old man's reaction.
"And Young Master, when will you be back?" he inquired, craning his neck.
"Well, I'll come back as soon as I fetch the silver from home." She put down the hairpin, gazing at it longingly, then left with reluctant steps, constantly looking back thrice with each one.
*Snicker* "Miss, this old man is really funny, believing whatever you say!" Baihe tried to hold back her laughter, her face turning red.
"Hmph, just by looking, you can tell this old geezer is greedy. How dare he ask for so much for such a small hairpin?" Yingsu said disdainfully, pursing her lips.
