Chun Nuan gave the impression of being a quick-witted, spirited woman, always straightforward, rarely seen hesitating.
"It's nothing, just sell me some of these herbs."
"If you need them, just take them, no need to pay. Our family isn't short of much else, but we have plenty of herbs."
Though he spoke truthfully, Chun Nuan didn't wish to owe him too much.
Often, it's easy to repay monetary debts, but debts of gratitude can last a lifetime.
"I must pay, otherwise I won't take them. I'll go buy them elsewhere."
"No, no, no, I'm a businessman, and it goes against reason to turn away a profit. Let me give you a price, and see if it's acceptable to you."
Zhao Minghua's price was genuinely cost price, and Chun Nuan expressed deep gratitude.
"Is there anything I can help with at your village entrance courtyard?"
"For now, Uncle Luo is helping to oversee it, and Chun Ning is learning alongside him, so there's not much that needs doing."
