Upon hearing this, Boss Fang understood immediately.
"It looks like we, Fortune Mansion, have taken advantage of you by taking your Chinese yams for five copper coins a catty," he said with a smile.
In other places, they sold Chinese yams as medicinal herbs, but in Fortune Mansion, they were sold as vegetables, so of course, the price was even lower.
"What are you saying, Uncle Fang? It's not like we grew those things. They grow in the wild, and we do not need to spend much effort to harvest them from the mountains. Five copper coins per catty is already a sky-high price for us."
Boss Fang was feeling increasingly more satisfied with Qin Xiaoyao's attitude.
"Good! Then we'll take all the remaining Chinese yams that you have on your hands."
He looked at Qin Xiaoyao. "And, I'll add one more copper coin to the price. But you have to promise that you will only sell your Chinese yams to Fortune Mansion in the future."
