"Hello, Mr. Fang. Is there something I can help you with?" Su Qing asked politely.
"I do have something I'd like to ask." Fang Lutian smiled kindly at Su Qing and said, "I was at Hongji Hall just now and saw you were looking to sell a ginseng root. I was wondering, have you sold it yet?"
Hearing Fang Lutian's words, Su Qing's brow furrowed slightly.
Fang Lutian hurriedly said, "Oh, please don't misunderstand. I don't mean anything by it. What I mean is, I'm also in great need of an old ginseng root. If you haven't sold it yet, I'm willing to buy it. The price is negotiable."
For the last two sentences, Fang Lutian lowered his voice, as private trade wasn't permitted at the time.
Su Qing understood his meaning and said to Fang Lutian, a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, but Hongji Hall has already bought it."
