Yang Xiao patrolled the marketplace and found that there were very few types of goods on sale.
In front of a stall selling pots and pans, Yang Xiao pointed at an iron wok and asked,
"How much is this?"
The stall owner saw it was Yang Xiao, with Elder Qi, Chen Peng and other guards behind him. How would he dare take Yang Xiao's money? He immediately said,
"City Lord, this one's for you, no charge."
Yang Xiao laughed and said,
"I'm a堂堂 City Lord—do you really think I'd just take your wok for free? What kind of person do you take me for?
I'm just asking about the price. Just tell me honestly."
Chen Peng, standing to the side, glared at the stall owner and said,
"The City Lord is asking you a question. Speak up, what, are you mute?"
Yang Xiao turned his head and glared at Chen Peng, and Chen Peng could only lower his head in embarrassment.
The stall owner saw this and immediately said,
"City Lord, this wok is twenty Crystal Disks each."
