"Sixteen wen per jin, miss, this is good meat," said the muscular man, seeing a potential sale and quickly added with a smile on his face.
"That's not right; just a few days ago I bought from you, and it was only thirteen wen per jin. Shopkeeper, you're not being honest," Xuexue said, then turned to leave.
"Hey! Miss, I'm not lying to you, it's just that New Year is approaching, and the price of pork has gone up," the pork seller quickly explained.
"Is that so?"
Xuexue turned around, glared at the man, clearly skeptical.
"Really, if you don't believe me, you can go around and ask about the prices before you come back to buy, I'll take off one extra wen for you."
"Okay."
Xuexue turned and walked away, really went around the market stalls to inquire, and indeed, as New Year was nearing, the price of pork had gone up.
