"Alright." Su Qingyue immediately placed a large piece of tree leaf on the scale, measured three jin, wrapped it up, bundled it with grass and handed it to him.
The middle-aged man paid, and then several others bought as well.
"It's a bit expensive, but it's a rare treat to try..."
"It's really delicious, I'll just buy half a jin..."
Several more people talked, and then more than a dozen people bought in succession.
The number of onlookers increased, and at first, some knew that it was pig offal and thought it was expensive. But as more people bought, they didn't have time to ask further and only knew it was delicious meat that they had never seen before, so they tasted and bought it.
Xiao Qinghe wheeled his wheelchair away, silently moving to the side to avoid blocking the business.
"Everyone please don't push, line up, one at a time..." Su Qingyue smiled, quickly weighing and collecting money, not making a single mistake.
Qinghe watched her, thinking she was truly capable.