"They looked like they were in a market, both wearing masks. Especially Sheng Congzhi, who was holding a big cup of milk tea, using one hand to handle the phone and the other quickly picking out tomatoes, 'Okay, can you weigh these, please?'"
The seller quickly weighed them. "That'll be 9 yuan and 80 cents."
Sheng Congzhi said, "Can you make it a bit cheaper?"
"Little girl, I already gave you a discount on the green beans just now. We run a small business here..."
"Sir, I know it's not easy for you, but we're filming a show and our budget is limited. Can you give us a bit more of a discount?" Sheng Congzhi said, "I've bought so many vegetables from your shop and we have a lot of people. We'll come here every day from now on and only buy from your shop!"
The seller was amused, "Alright, alright, you sure have a way with words, young lady!"
Sheng Congzhi, satisfied, took the bag and casually gave it to Shen Li, then pointed, "I'll take a bunch of garlic sprouts from over there."
