"Half a jin?" An Ping said with a mix of doubt and belief, "You must be joking. They all look about the same size. How can you be so sure it's exactly half a jin?"
"Weigh it and see," Qin Jian said confidently.
An Ping took the tomato and placed it on the scale, and sure enough, the dial pointed steadily, not off by the slightest bit.
"Brother-in-law, you're impressive!"
For three jins of tomatoes, An Hao quickly quoted the price, and the elder sister, after purchasing the tomatoes, took an extra glance at Qin Jian and casually complimented, "The older ones are indeed more efficient at work, and also quite handsome."
Listening to Qin being praised made An Hao very delighted inside.
An Ping was not pleased, "I'm not too shabby either, big sister. You can't just see him and not me, right?"
"You?" The elder sister chuckled and walked away.
What followed in the vegetable selling was a dramatic change.