The couple exchanged a glance and hesitated for a moment: "This... well, okay, you can try, but not for too long. If you haven't sold them by noon, you need to return the potatoes."
Zhi'er nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."
She turned around, waving her little hand at Bai Yaoyu: "Brother, come help!"
The siblings placed the couple's potatoes on their own stall.
Bai Yaoyu whispered: "Sister, what are you doing? We can't even sell our own!"
Zhi'er beamed: "Brother, don't worry, watch me. Today, I'm going to sell all the potatoes at thirty-five cents per pound for you!"
Bai Yaoyu was amazed.
Thirty-five cents is still expensive!
Zhi'er asked him: "Brother, how much money do you have on you?"
Bai Yaoyu checked all over his body and embarrassedly took out two copper coins.
The little one nodded: "That's enough!"
She picked up a potato and, with two copper coins, walked her little feet up to a sweet potato roasting stove nearby.
