Nanzhi became choked up and said nothing. Mother Lin's eyelid twitched with a sense of ill-omened anticipation.
Sun Cui unconsciously looked towards her husband, considering that it had been him and his older brother who accompanied his sister-in-law to make the purchase.
Receiving his wife's gaze, Lin Ercheng also grew a little uneasy. After swallowing and stuttering for a while, he finally croaked out: "One... one hundred and fifty copper plates per pound..."
As his words fell, Nanzhi felt the collective gaze of the room converge on her.
"I-I bought this to use for business..."
Nanzhi's voice was faint. Although the money was hers, she still lived in the family home. She had invested the money before even formulating a complete plan. The outcome remained uncertain.
Mother Lin didn't say much, but subtly pinched Father Lin's arm, trying to prevent herself from reacting impulsively.
"Can so many spices really be stored properly?"