Lao Mo continued, "Medium-sized silver coins are the salaries of high-ranking officials in the royal city."
"Ordinary people have only seen small-sized silver coins at most. They have never seen medium-sized silver coins!"
"There are no medium-sized silver coins circulating in the market."
"Miss, you received a medium-sized silver coin on your first day here. You are so lucky!"
"Because this kind of thing is hard to come by!"
After saying this, Lao Mo placed the money box in Xia Chujian's hand and said, "Thank you for your help, young lady."
Xia Chujian smiled and nodded, helping Lao Mo collect the money.
There are many people queuing in front of Lao Mo's butcher shop. Usually, Lao Mo is the only one who sells meat and collects money.
His hands are very accurate. He just uses his knife to cut off the amount of meat the customer wants. Most of the time, he doesn't even need a scale because the weight is always accurate.
Then put the chopped meat on the hanging scale for verification, and charge according to the weight.
Xia Chujian was also very efficient at collecting money. He didn't need any assistance and almost didn't have to think about it. He could just say the amount of money subconsciously.
The two men worked in perfect harmony, and the people queuing in front of the butcher shop left one by one with their meat.
Not long after, a man in shorts with his shirt open handed Xia Chujian a handful of tin coins with a smile, and then said to Lao Mo: "Lao Mo, give me two pounds of grass-fed pork!"
One pound of grass-fed pork costs ten Xijuan coins, and two pounds costs twenty Xijuan coins.
But when Xia Chujian looked at the tin coins in his hand, he found that there were only eleven of them, nine missing.
If there were only one or two missing, she could turn a blind eye, but nine missing was too outrageous.
You can’t fleece the sheep like this!
Xia Chujian shook his head at Lao Mo, then showed the money in his hand to Lao Mo, indicating that the amount was not enough.
When the man saw this, he immediately put his hands on his hips and said in a timid tone, "I clearly gave him twenty Xijuan coins!"
"What's wrong with you, girl? You're greedy for my money right in front of me!"
Xia Chujian was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wished he could fill this guy with a volley of bullets!
The smiling face of the old Mo suddenly turned gloomy. He slammed his short and thick machete on the chopping board with a thud and shouted at the man, "Get out! I, the old Mo, will no longer do business with you!"
"I won't sell you my meat anymore!"
Xia Chujian hurriedly returned the eleven tin concubines to the man.
The man was also angry and said to Lao Mo: "Lao Mo, I am your old customer!"
"Of all the butcher shops in the entire city, I only buy meat from you. And this is how you treat us, your long-time customers?!"
Lao Mo sneered and said, "Thank you so much! You only buy meat from me, isn't it because you can get a better deal here?!"
"You always pay less every time you come! Every time you buy meat, I lose money!"
"From now on, you can go to whichever house you like!"
"I won't serve you anymore!"
"roll!"
The man's face turned red and white after being scolded by Lao Mo.
He looked back at the crowd around him, hoping to find someone to support him.
As a result, those people pointed at him and laughed at him.
Someone said: "That's just how old Qian is. He feels uncomfortable if he doesn't take advantage of others in a day!"
"That's right! It's because Lao Mo is kind-hearted and easy to talk to, otherwise... he would have been kicked out long ago!"
"Everyone knows that the meat from Lao Mo Butcher's Shop is the freshest and the best!"
“The price is fair!”
"That's for sure! You all know that the meat in Lao Mo's butcher shop is never kept overnight."
"The unsold meat was given directly to those poor people who were sick and couldn't afford meat, but still craved it..."
"Lao Mo is a kind-hearted person!"
"Making such a kind-hearted person so angry really pissed me off!"
"That's right! Why did Lao Qian have to mess with the girl when there are so many people he could mess with?"
"... He said someone else's girl stole money. If he said my girl, I would chop him up with a knife!"
Everyone was talking at once, and the man left in shame.
Xia Chujian pricked up his ears and listened attentively to everyone's gossip, and his understanding of Lao Mo gradually became richer.
After this incident, there were no more such incidents among the customers in the queue.
Lao Mo's hands were accurate and Xia Chujian collected money quickly. The two of them worked together and soon all the meat on the chopping board was sold out.
After half a day, Lao Mo found that business was surprisingly good today. Not only was there nothing left over, but even the scraps had been bought up.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel and felt extremely happy.
He was just about to let Xia Chujian go in first so that he could clean up the meat stall, but he saw a boy of about eleven or twelve running over.
He looked at Lao Mo's empty butcher stall and said disappointedly, "Uncle Mo, do you have any leftover meat today? Even scraps will do!"
"My mother is sick and just wants to drink some meat soup..."
Lao Mo shook his head in embarrassment and said, "It's unfortunate today that even the leftovers are sold out."
The young man stared at the chopping board with wide eyes and suddenly said, "... Could you let me scrape your chopping board, even a little bit of meat residue..."
Lao Mo said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"My chopping board is made of iron crossbars! No knife can break it!"
"Not to mention meat scraps, there won't even be a speck of meat!"
The young man pursed his lips and was about to cry.
But Lao Mo turned around and waved to Xia Chujian, asking her to come over. He took out ten tin coins from his money box and handed them to the young man, saying, "Xiaopeng, take them to the stall over there and buy your mother a pound of grass-fed pork so she can have a few more meals when she gets home!"
The young man named Xiaopeng was overjoyed. Holding up the ten tin coins, he bowed to Old Mo and said repeatedly, "Thank you, Uncle Mo! Thank you, Uncle Mo!"
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