"You're too much, you little rascal. Alright, alright, Auntie won't haggle with you. But next time your family has extra vegetables, as long as they can be used in stir-fries, just bring them all to my restaurant."
Qin Jiao was delighted. This way, she wouldn't have to waste so much time selling vegetables at the market and would have more time to study.
She knew that after the New Year break, there wouldn't be much study time left in her senior year.
Although she was overjoyed, she still said, "But, Auntie, my vegetables are fresh, so I might have to charge a little more than the market rate. Don't worry, though, it won't be by much."
Jin Lan Hua was a plump woman, and hearing Qin Jiao say this, she laughed in exasperation, her whole body jiggling.
"Fine, fine, it's a deal. Just a little more expensive, nothing too crazy. You little thing, you really have a knack for business. If you ever decide to stop studying, you could open your own shop."
