Ji Xinhe casually tucked the handkerchief into her sleeve, laughing, "Who said I don't care for it? It's worth more than a dozen taels of silver."
Shopkeeper Wu clicked his tongue, "That's why people like Miss Ji are destined to be rich, I don't even calculate as carefully as you."
Ji Xinhe casually poured herself a cup of grape wine, nonchalantly feeding it to her mouth, "If I'm not meticulous, how would I make money? Who knows what kind of scheme Shopkeeper Wu may be playing."
Shopkeeper Wu roared with laughter, "Who could trick you? I certainly don't have the guts." He then retreated with his attendants, not overstaying or causing any further disturbance.
Ji Xinhe chuckled, then turned to Duan Lan, "I've partnered with Shopkeeper Wu numerous times, so I'm somewhat of a regular customer here at Guilin House. Shopkeeper Wu tends to be quite considerate. If you like grape wine, I can gift you a jar as a token of gratitude for last night."