"How about one sheep for one jar of Floral Dew?" Qiao Xiaomai asked.
One sheep for a jar of Floral Dew?
Jina's eyes widened in shock.
She thought she must have heard incorrectly and hurriedly turned her head to look at the Maid standing behind her.
Her Maid, too, hailed from the Grassland, yet was proficient in the language of Daqi Country, but even this fluent Maid wore a stunned expression now. One sheep equal to one jar of Floral Dew?
A sheep could sell for just over ten taels silver or even less than ten if it were smaller. Qiao Xiaomai was operating at a loss...
Seeing the astonishment of the mistress and servant, Qiao Xiaomai smiled and said, "Your status is different, marrying into Daqi signifies the lasting friendship between Daqi and the Grassland, and since it's about friendship, I can't take your silver."
