When Lin's father and mother came out to check the commotion at the gate, they were startled by the sight of Nanzhi and her companions.
"Little roundy, where on earth have you been to shop?"
Watching the cart driver unload a bunch of sacks into their courtyard, Lin's mother didn't want to block his work, so she gently tugged at her daughter's sleeve.
"We bought some spices."
As soon as the cart driver had finished unloading, Nanzhi handed him twenty copper plates, closed the gate, and then Lin's mother came closer to inspect the sacks.
She immediately noticed an unusual smell as she approached.
Just as she was about to ask, a light green ball with some white on it rolled out of a sack, leaving her stunned.
"Little roundy, are these turnips you have bought?"
"Mom, that's Pilazi from the Western Region, used in cooking," Nanzhi said with a smile, picking up one from the ground, partially peeling it, and presenting it to her mother.