Chapter 183 I’m Not Your Maid

• The fishermen didn’t expect her to know the market price. Judging from the fine outfit and temperament of the man beside her, he determined that the man must be a rich guy who came from money, so he didn’t understand why he would even haggle. “Kid, have you ever been to the market? That couldn’t be the market price! It must be hearsay!” The fisherman was relentless while trying to continue his deception. “The barnacles I caught are different! They’re fresh from the island! Look at just how juicy they are! How can you compare them with those you get from the market?”
• “All of the barnacles sold are fresh and alive! Who would buy them if they’re dead?” Arielle wasn’t about to give in, looking just like an elderly lady when she had her arms akimbo while haggling. “You should compare the sizes of the barnacles that you sell with those sold on the market! Those sold at 150 per kilogram are much bigger than yours!”
• “Now’s not the season for stalked barnacles, so they have yet to mature.”