Luo Qiao took out the harvested bupleurum from her carrying basket; because it had not yet been processed, the young man said, "These unprocessed bupleurum are two mao per jin, and the processed ones are three mao five."
Looking around to ensure no one in the store was paying attention, Luo Qiao took out a ginseng wrapped in a handkerchief from her carrying basket and handed it over.
The young man glanced at it and quickly handed it back, instinctively checking the store before lowering his voice and saying, "Please wait a moment, I'll go and fetch Shopkeeper Geng."
Not long after, the young man came out from the back hall and said, "Miss, please follow me to the backyard."
Luo Qiao knew that the store was inconvenient with the constant flow of people, so she followed him to the backyard, where a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit was inspecting the recently acquired herbs.
The young man said, "Shopkeeper Geng, I've brought the person."