Fortunately, her eyesight was still clear, and she was not dazzled by the one hundred taels of silver. After she calmed down, she already figured out that the negotiation had just begun, and there was still room for further bargaining.
"Father, take out the ginseng and show it to the shopkeeper. Our ginseng is a rare old ginseng in a hundred years. If it is sold in the capital city, the price will more than double."
"Um."
Hearing his wife's words, Su Hu put his arm into the basket, and carefully took out the century-old ginseng, which was as thick as a baby's small arm, with complete limbs and complete roots.
"call…"
Now, it was the old shopkeeper's turn to stop breathing, and the right hand holding the teacup could not help but tremble slightly with excitement.
"Yeah."
The little baby girl glanced at the old shopkeeper with her **** eyes, clapped her little hands and smiled, just like the calculating expression of the old shopkeeper just now.
"Sister Yu, are you hungry? Do you want some pastries?"
Su Hu's attention was instantly attracted by Yuxue's cute little baby girl. Anyway, he couldn't add anything to the negotiation, so he simply changed the target to make the little baby happy and enjoy the long-lost family happiness.
"Yeah."
The little baby girl blinked her big eyes and nodded her head, expressing herself clearly.
"Father will brew it with water for you to eat."
This time, Su Hu accurately comprehended her baby language, happily took a piece of soft chestnut cake, soaked it in boiling water until soft, and fed it into the baby girl's mouth.
"Baha, Baha..."
The little baby girl ate very happily. The soft chestnut cake was much more delicious than the rice cereal mixed with wild vegetables.
"Buy it now, two hundred taels."
The father and daughter ate happily, and the old shopkeeper also recovered from the initial shock and excitement. With the determination not to miss it, he doubled the price at once.
After finishing speaking, he also specially explained: "If it weren't for the fact that the Jingdu Chenggong Mansion is happy with a noble daughter, and our master is eager to buy good-looking ginseng as a congratulatory gift to the Zhen Guogong Mansion, this old man would never have made such an offer. High."
It's okay if the old shopkeeper didn't say anything, but when it came to the Zhen Guogong Mansion, the little baby girl couldn't help feeling wronged, her big bright eyes were stained with mist, and she began to cry softly.
The low and soft cry like a kitten hit the hearts of Su Hu and Li Xiu'e, which made the couple's hearts tremble, and they couldn't help feeling distressed.
"Hey, baby, why are you crying? Is it because the chestnut cake is not delicious, so we won't eat it."
Su Hu swiped, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he frantically coaxed the little baby girl.
"The shopkeeper, my sister Yu found the ginseng. She doesn't agree to sell it, and we, the husband and wife, can't decide."
Compared to Su Hu's panic, Li Xiu'e had more complicated thoughts, mistakenly thought that the little girl was smart, disagreed with the low price offered by the shopkeeper, and cried on purpose to express her dissatisfaction.
"Three hundred taels, no more."
The old shopkeeper cast a suspicious glance at the aggrieved little girl, and simply added another hundred taels.
"Whoa whoa..."
What answered him was the low and soft cry of the little baby girl.
"Four hundred taels!"
The old shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Whoa whoa..."
The little baby girl was still crying aggrievedly.
"Five hundred taels!"
The old shopkeeper's eyelids twitched in pain, and he was cruel, and added another one hundred taels.
If it wasn't for the master's family rushing to buy high-grade ginseng as a gift to the Zhen Guo government, he would never have dared to make decisions privately and offer such a high price.
At five hundred taels, Su Hu and his wife were already stunned. Even the little baby girl thought to herself, the old man really had a bloodletting this time, and his flesh was so painful that he almost passed his breath.
Thinking of the poverty of her adoptive parents and the hard-earned money, she suppressed the grievance in her heart, pursed her lips, and stopped crying.