"Let's go with the price Gao Xiangming mentioned. Besides, isn't he also giving us some yellow strips?"
"As for how many yellow strips, we'll leave that to his conscience. Shu Ci, you count out the money for him first. I'll put the items in the backpack."
Gu Jiaojiao spoke slowly, under the two men's expectant gazes.
"Don't you worry, ma'am. I'll go inside to get the yellow strips. I definitely won't let you get the short end of the stick." Gao Xiangming finished speaking and went into the back room.
Su Shuochi thought his wife was incredibly perceptive. 'The yellow strips are much more practical than those antiques,' he mused.
His gaze on his wife was fervent and doting as he deftly took the money out of the backpack to count.
Then he handed the backpack to Gu Jiaojiao. "Honey, you can take your time packing. It'll take me a while to count the money."
"Okay, just make sure you count it correctly."
