Mu Yuanxiu said, "Brother Tian, these herbs, whether in quality or size, are top-notch goods. How can they be just average?"
The clerk raised his eyebrows slightly, "Brother Mu, you might not know, this year the weather was perfect, so all the herbs delivered are like this. That's why I said they're just average."
"Just tell me, how much are you paying?" Li Yuzhu asked.
The clerk stroked his chin, "Bianxia for one hundred thirty wen, Gastrodia for one hundred wen, Huanglian for eighty wen."
The Second Young Master and others didn't understand herbs, so they just stood aside.
Li Yuzhu walked over to watch the shopkeeper prepare medicine for others and the herbs brought in by other sellers, realizing that the clerk was lowballing the price.
And he was being quite harsh.
