"I'm not the shopkeeper, I'm just a clerk. You should ask Brother Yuan Feng; he knows how much silver it costs." The young man watching the store scratched his head in embarrassment when he heard Mu Shuangshuang's words.
Clearly, he and Lu Yuanfeng knew each other.
No wonder Lu Yuanfeng wanted to bring her here to buy the iron pot. It was to give business to an acquaintance, which was fine; don't let the profits flow to outsiders.
"Hey, Lu Yuanfeng, how much silver is this pot?"
With outsiders around, Mu Shuangshuang didn't call Lu Yuanfeng a silly boy. After all, people care about face. But asking her to call him Brother Yuan Feng was out of the question. Considering she was already twenty-four in the modern age, how could she call a young lad brother? She'd be laughed at.
Without hesitation, Lu Yuanfeng held up three fingers, "Three coppers!"
The boy next to him was about to speak but was stopped by Lu Yuanfeng's glance and had to swallow all the words he wanted to say.
