"Tch." A townsperson who had been browsing in the shop, wanting to buy a few catties of flour, had come in because the Huang family shop was closer. Hearing this, he thought: A merchant lording it over customers? How arrogant.
"Uncle, you can go to the Wang and Ye family shops! They sell grain too."
That's right, that's right—how could he have forgotten about the Wang and Ye families?
If they wouldn't sell here, they'd just go buy from Wang and Ye family shops.
The shop assistant watched the two leave together, unconcerned.