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... Li Yibao weighed a wild pheasant and said, “Two and a half jin.”
My second brother sells wild chickens at twelve cents per jin,” Su Qingyue asked, “How much do you sell them for?”
“Of course, I sell at the same price as Dashan.” He held the pheasant upside down and handed it to her, “The wild chicken is dead, but it was just killed. It’s still fresh.’
“No problem.” Su Qingyue took out thirty copper coins.
Li Yibao counted them and then asked, “Is Dashan alright a ...
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