Su Yuanyuan nodded, nowadays people are quite honest.
"If you take them all, I'll give it to you for one yuan and fifty-five cents per pound."
Su Yuanyuan shook her head with a smile. "Uncle, how about this, one yuan and fifty cents per pound, and I'll take them all."
"One yuan fifty is not enough, it's too little. If you buy them all, I have to give you the burlap sacks too, one yuan fifty really won't do."
"Uncle, how about one yuan fifty, and I'll take everything?"
In the end, Su Yuanyuan made the purchase. It was a total of 108 pounds and six taels, all packed into fifteen bags.
"Let's say these burlap sacks are one tael each, so that's 107 pounds and one tael."
"That comes to 160 yuan and sixty-five cents."
The uncle nodded after a moment, "Yes, just like you said, 160 yuan sixty-five cents."
"Uncle, please push this cotton to the blacksmith for me."
Today, it happened to be Old Yang's eldest apprentice who came. "Brother, I'll leave this cotton here with you."
