I just paid one coin for two rolls of mosquito coils, and the little girl and her brother both looked excited. I suppose the shops in town would have offered much lower prices.

Zhang Qinghua was very confident that he could secure Jiang Wanwan's batch of mosquito coils.

Jiang Wanwan despised it in her heart.

This businessman has absolutely no integrity. She wouldn't dare do business with such a shopkeeper.

Jiang Wanwan decided to tease Zhang Qinghua, so she widened her eyes and asked again to confirm, "Uncle, are you sure you want to pay double the price for this batch of mosquito coils?"

"Of course, I'm very sure." Zhang Qinghua nodded arrogantly, putting his hands behind his back and striking a pose of wealth and power.

“Alright, there are 1,318 rolls of mosquito coils outside. The shopkeeper paid me five copper coins per roll, which is 6,590 copper coins in total. Uncle, you just said you were willing to pay double the price for this batch of mosquito coils, which is thirteen taels and one copper coin. Uncle, let’s settle the bill.” Jiang Wanwan held out her hand to Zhang Qinghua, palm up.

"What! Five coins a roll!" Zhang Qinghua's eyes widened.

Wasn't the price he just offered for one coin and two volumes ridiculously low?

But why didn't this little girl refute me just now? Instead, she had a smiling look on her face.

Were the brother and sister laughing at him?

Or perhaps the young girl deliberately quoted such a high price to swindle him out of his money?

Zhang Qinghua prefers the latter option.

He sneered, "Niece, who would want your mosquito coils for five coins a roll? Don't try to fool your uncle. How about this, since your business is also struggling, I'll give you a higher price, one coin a roll of mosquito coils, how about that?"

"If that's okay, I'll settle the bill for you right away. If not, then goodbye."

"However, let me make this clear: if you refuse me this time, Baibaoxuan will never cooperate with you again in this lifetime. My dear niece, you should think it over carefully." Zhang Qinghua stood in front of Jiang Wanwan, his eyes narrowed into slits, gleaming with an unfathomable light, staring straight at Jiang Wanwan with a smile.

His smile seemed kind and approachable, like an elder looking at a younger person. But the smile didn't seem genuine at all; instead, it gave one a feeling of unease.

He is threatening her.

Jiang Wanwan chuckled, not wanting to waste any more words, "Uncle, farewell."

After saying that, he led Jiang Xun slowly out of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion.

No one ever dared to refuse him, or refuse Baibaoxuan.

Except for that brat!

Zhang Qinghua, furious, gritted his teeth and watched Jiang Wanwan's departing figure, spitting on the ground. "Tch, you ignorant brat, you'll regret this later! Don't come begging to me again in a few days, hmph!"

He firmly believed that in a few days, the little girl would be unable to find anyone to buy her mosquito coils and would definitely come to him for help.

Hmm, he needs to think of ways to make things difficult for her when he has time!

Uncle Jiang was sitting on the oxcart, humming a little tune with great contentment.

He believes that this time he will be able to successfully sign a big deal.

Looking up, I saw the brother and sister coming out. Upon closer inspection, the boy looked furious, his expression fierce. The girl, on the other hand, had a smirk on her face and was strolling leisurely.

He quickly jumped off the oxcart and jogged over to the two men. He asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Did something go wrong? Did you get into an argument with the manager of Baibaoxuan?"