While the salesperson was calculating the bill, Zhang Ruifeng also quickly calculated it in his mind and found that there was no problem.
The salesperson put the eggs away before opening the drawer under the counter to count the money. After she handed the money to Zhang Ruifeng, she asked her to count it again in front of her. If she came back after leaving the store and said the count was wrong, they would not acknowledge it.
Zhang Ruifeng smiled and said, "It can't be wrong. I come here several times a year to sell eggs, and I've never made a mistake."
But she still counted the money carefully to make sure there was no problem.
"Comrade, I need a box of clam oil, two pounds of salt, a pencil, and a large piece of white paper."
"Clam oil is 7 cents, salt is 1.3 cents a pound, pencils are 1 cent, good ones are 2 cents, and large white paper is 4 cents. What kind of pencil do you want?"
"Better."
The one-cent pencil breaks easily and is about the same difficulty to use as the two-cent pencil. It doesn't write smoothly and requires frequent sharpening.
"That's thirty-nine cents."
Zhang Ruifeng counted out 39 cents from the money he had just received and handed it to the salesperson.
The salesperson first collected the money, then turned around and found what Zhang Ruifeng wanted on the shelf and handed it to her.
Zhang Ruifeng put the things into the basket, gritted his teeth, and said, "Weigh another half a pound of milk candy."
The children haven't eaten yet.
The salesperson took one yuan and 12 cents and said, "Toffees are 2.25 yuan per pound, and half a pound is 1.125 cents. 5 cents is hard to charge, so I'll weigh it a little less for you, okay?"
"Okay, okay. Thank you, comrade."
It was said to be a little lower, but in fact it was just flat, so she didn't suffer any loss.
As the salesperson wrapped the candies, he said, "Serving the people."
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