The Second Crock of Gold 3

"You look short, and there's also the way you speak, the tone of your voice, and… This is your first time here at the ghost market, isn't it?" The older man laughed.

Qi Qingyao: "..." He saw through her pretense and figured out that she was new to this. Damn it.

The older man caressed his beard and laughed harder. "In this market, the unit of currency we use is gold, or gold coins rather. No one uses silver. You sold them for way too cheap!"

"Ah." Qi Qingyao froze.

"The young man just now agreed to a hundred thousand taels. He must've thought that you were talking about a hundred thousand taels of gold, but then you told him you wanted a hundred thousand taels of silver. He profited so much from this deal!" The older man continued to guffaw.

Qi Qingyao: "..."