Manbao agreed and asked, "Fourth brother, how much did you earn today?"
"Not much," he shook the cloth bag and smiled, "We made more by selling to other families in the courtyard."
Zhou SiLang set a high price when selling to various families and maintained it when bringing the meat to the market. But with the whole market being sparse, there weren't even two people selling meat. Those who wanted to buy meat only hovered around, and most of them asked the price but didn't buy.
Zhou SiLang wasn't sure what got into him, but he suddenly decided to lower the price.
He said, "Luckily, the half I sold in the morning made some profit; otherwise, I'd be losing money this trip. In all my years of doing business, it's the first time I've made such an evident loss."
Manbao then smiled until her eyes were squinted and said, "It's the New Year, as long as you're happy inside, it's not a loss."
