Song Erlang's little girl Sanyang was restless, and Erlang's wife carried her back to her mother's house to ask Mrs. Tian from the village to massage her stomach.
Mrs. Tian had been doing this trade for decades, and her technique was very skilled. It didn't take long for the little girl to calm down, and she reached out to ask Erlang's wife for fifty coins.
Erlang's wife widened her eyes, "Last time it was just thirty coins, why is it so expensive today?"
Mrs. Tian said, "This time it's more serious than last time, so the fee is definitely higher."
"But you can't just fleece people without a conscience!"
Erlang's wife was furious, what did she mean by more serious than last time? No matter how serious, could it warrant an extra twenty coins?
Mrs. Tian insisted on fifty coins, and wouldn't let her take the child away if she didn't pay.
Erlang's wife was helpless; she had come in a hurry and only had thirty copper coins on her, not a single one more.
