"Brother Molian."
"Brother Molian, what brings you here?" She asked with a huge grin plastered on her face.
"I ran out of some stuff at home, so I came to buy it from the county. By any chance, did Sang use up all of Changfeng's paper and ink?" Ya Molian asked.
Lin Caisang: "..."
Big brother, even if you knew the answer, did you really have to voice it out loud?
Moreover, I have money now. Why should I be worried about using a bit of paper and ink? Should I buy ten or eight sets of it for reserve later?
"Yes."
She smiled mechanically, baring her teeth and nodding.
"Since we've met each other here in the county, let's go together. To be honest, I am a simple man. I've never set foot in these refined bookstores." Ya Molian said, laughing at the two of them.
Lin Caisang: "..."
There should be limits to people's lies. You being a simple man, might fool my Brother Changfeng, but keep in mind that I'm well aware.
"We..."
"Sure thing, Brother Molian. Let's go in together."