How Could Such Delicious Mushrooms Be Poisonous!
"One pound of pork belly costs one yuan fifty, and a foot of fabric is two yuan eighty. I've taken four feet of fabric, and the remaining change is eighty-four cents. I'll also give you half a pound of pork belly, Auntie. Does that sound okay to you?" Su Yijia made sure to calculate the change accurately, not wanting to take a bit of advantage.
The woman happily nodded repeatedly, "Alright! Young lady, this is perfect!"
Four feet of fabric would be just enough to make a garment. The last time they had meat was during the New Year's, which was already half a year ago. For their family, having two slices of meat was already a rare treat.
"Do you have something to carry these in?" the woman looked at Su Yijia and the man who had been silent by her side all along. Although they held two small hemp bags, they were clearly too small to carry thirty pounds of chicken mushrooms.