"I'll buy a bottle of water and borrow a coil of mosquito incense." Jiang Ning took a bottle of PureYu Pure Water from the freezer, two yuan a bottle, and handed the boss a five-yuan bill.
The old man took out a coil of mosquito incense, broke it in half, and handed him the other half.
Then gave back fifty cents in change.
Jiang Ning: "Isn't the water two yuan?"
The old man showed no expression: "One coil of mosquito incense, two yuan fifty."
Bai Yuxia, originally just a bystander, slightly changed her expression. She had bought mosquito incense before, and even for a whole box with more than ten coils, it was only two or three yuan.
However, Bai Yuxia didn't speak up; she wasn't one to haggle over small things and ruin something big.
Jiang Ning: "This isn't even a full coil, it's half a coil."
The old man: "It's enough for you to use."
Jiang Ning put the water and mosquito incense back on the counter: "Forget it, I don't want it anymore, give me my money back."
