As she spoke, she even patted the little gray waist pouch at her hip. "To make change, I specially ordered a money pouch online, but no matter how I explained it until my mouth went dry, no one believed me."
"They laughed at me for being so crazy about making money, called me a scammer, and said I was poverty-stricken to the point of madness."
"580 yuan is already a fair price—a real bargain. They still thought it was expensive. Do you know how low they haggled? Ten yuan for a pair."
Ten yuan wasn't even enough for a child's electronic watch, was it? It wasn't even enough for them to buy a slightly more intricate brooch or hair clip, was it?
Ten yuan wasn't enough to cover the intelligent Control Chips inside these things, let alone the finely crafted accessory shells!
She would have to be crazy to sell them at that price.
"Ahem, then I misunderstood you." Chu Jingchen had thought she always set up her stall that way, or perhaps that she had deliberately been targeting him, which was why she had acted so arrogantly.
"To be honest, I've never really understood why you insisted on setting up this stall. Is it because the pressure was too much?"
Su Qiao brought over a little stool for him, then sat down on the bamboo chair. She took a biscuit tin from the box before saying calmly, "Actually, it's nothing. I just miss the days when I used to set up a stall with my mother."
"In my memories, she was always running a street stall. From when I was very young—probably from the time I could remember things—I was always following behind her and going out to set up the stall with her."
"Back then, people often drove