Su Binglan felt so flattered that she blushed. The Su family still spoiled her and treated her like a child.
Su Binglan continued, "I will display the baskets in the shop and sell them for two cents each along with a dessert. However, I will charge them five cents a piece if they want to buy a basket without a dessert."
Old Master Su, silent on the sidelines, said, "Binglan, isn't that a little expensive? Most would learn how to weave the baskets after seeing it once."
Many villagers knew how to weave baskets, so selling them at a higher price would be strange.
Su Binglan smiled mysteriously. "I know what you mean, Grandpa, but we're not selling just the baskets. We're selling our brand."
"B-Brand? What is that?" Old Master Su and Old Madam Su looked at their granddaughter curiously while Su Fengchen quietly listened on the sidelines.
They thought Su Binglan was bright and would always say things they could not comprehend.
