Several breaths later, the following conversation emanated from the small corner beside the staircase.
"Crunch!" This was the sound of crispy rice candy being bitten into.
Immediately followed by eager swallowing, and then an incredulous question: "You say… this thing costs ten Qingfu coins per piece?"
Ji Yang smiled foolishly and earnestly corrected, "It's eleven Qingfu coins per piece. Selling it to you, I added one Qingfu coin.
You already paid, you gave money and I gave the thing, why are you still asking?"
The man opposite was dumbfounded by him, just feeling he had encountered the biggest fool imaginable.
Was his question really to confirm the price?
He couldn't believe such delicacies could be bought for just ten Qingfu coins.
The most unbelievable part was that the fool Ji Yang even accurately reported the base price and only marked up by one Qingfu coin for resale.
