Liu Xing was a sharp-looking man, with meticulous thoughts. Jiang Xia secretly thought to herself that she indeed made the right choice in helping him. Even these little details revealed that Liu Xing was a man who would repay kindness. Perhaps in the future, he might be of help to the Jiang family.
Now that Liu Xing had agreed, Jiang Xia wouldn't push her luck further. They settled on the market rate: two jar of pickles in exchange for one two and a half kilos of charcoal and an additional 5 kilos of flour. With these in hand, she could account for her activities when she returned home.
Furthermore, Jiang Xia had already decided that when collecting pickles from the neighbors, she mustn't reveal that the township supply and marketing cooperative was buying them. She would simply say her family was collecting them.
The matter of charcoal wasn't something to be discussed openly. The fewer people who knew, the better. Otherwise, it would just be inviting trouble.