After speaking, he set down the pestle and two small items, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, let's skip this one."
He tugged Yun Zhao and started to walk away.
After taking two steps, the stall owner sighed helplessly, "Please wait, sir."
Looking at the items on the table, he hesitated slightly and said, "Alright, let me throw in something extra for you."
Chen Yan then turned back, hesitated for a moment, "Just one extra item?"
"Yes, just one. I'm about to pack up the stall and go have a drink. You are my last customer of the day."
Chen Yan nodded, "Alright, then I'll take this copper plaque."
He picked up the copper plaque.
The stall owner shook his head, "No, no, this copper plaque is worth ten coins on its own."
He pointed at the battered copper mirror, "This, I'll throw this in for you."
