Dongfang Hui put away the talismans, took out two bottles of Returning Yang Pills, and handed them to the visitor. After sending him on his way, she sent Xu Qingtong a voice transmission.
"Qingtong, I still don't know what I should do. That man just traded two hundred talismans for two bottles of Returning Yang Pills. Did we make a profit or a loss?"
Xu Qingtong appeared beside Dongfang Hui in a flash. He picked up a talisman, examined it, and nodded. "His talisman crafting is fairly good. These talismans count as above-average quality, so we didn't lose out on this deal! But Hui'er, you did make one mistake!"
Hearing this, Dongfang Hui hurriedly asked, "What was my mistake?"
"You should have inspected these talismans carefully. Even if you don't understand them, you must pretend you do! Otherwise, he might try some tricks with them the next time he comes!"
"What tricks could he play with a few talismans?"
Xu Qingtong smiled faintly. "Shortchanging you on the quantity and passing off inferior goods as good ones!"
"Ah? Oh, I understand now!" Dongfang Hui said, nodding.
Before they knew it, two months had passed. Xu Qingtong helped Dongfang Hui balance the accounts. It turned out that, over those two months, not only had she failed to make any money, she had lost more than twenty thousand spirit stones.
"Qingtong, I'm not cut out for business. Call Shopkeeper Feng back. I don't want to keep training like this!" Dongfang Hui said with a woeful expression.
"Hehe! Hui'er, you can't even endure this little hardship? Isn't it just a few lost spirit stones? You should think more about why you lost them!" Xu Qingtong said with a smile.
Dongfang Hui pondered for a moment. "I lost money because, first, I didn't know enough