The answer to this question was complicated, so Maimaiti subconsciously mentioned Weiwen: "He thought the things I sold were too expensive and said I lied to him."

Hu Pingtao asked: "How much does your maren candy cost per liang? I mean male liang."

Maimaiti quickly replied: "I sell them cheaply, only seven yuan."

Hu Pingtao thought to himself.

He thought back to the marren candy that Su Xiaolin had purchased online before, and after comparing the two sides, he realized that the one sold by the old man at Maimaiti was really not expensive, and it was considered a reasonable price.

Turning to Wang Weihan, Hu Pingtao took the plastic bag from his hand again, weighed it, frowned and asked: "This is more than two kilograms, how can you say that someone lied to you?"

Wang Weihan said quickly: "I just want to have a taste. Who knew that he would cut it with one knife and there would be so many. Isn't this a lie?"

Hu Pingtao asked doubtfully: "Didn't you specify how much you wanted when you bought something?"

Wang Weihan's expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and he spoke hesitantly: "I...I just said it casually. I just made a gesture with my hand and asked him to cut as much as he wanted."

"But he was too bullying. With just one strike, such a small thing cost more than 100 and nearly 150 yuan... This is not the way to rob someone."

"Besides, there's something wrong with his scale. It's only such a small amount, but it weighs two kilograms? Who would believe it!"

The onlookers nearby also nodded after hearing this.

"I'm just saying that these outsiders are just trying to sell things blindly and deceitfully."

"Didn't you listen to what the policeman said just now? That Uighur's name is Maimaiti. Now it seems that he is really good at doing business. They are all good people."

"What's there to say to a liar? Just set up a stall, arrest the person, and send him to a detention center. Then he will know how powerful he is."

The surrounding discussions were very harsh to Hu Pingtao. He turned around, looked around, and said seriously: "If you don't understand the situation, don't talk nonsense. I'm not a liar at all, okay?"

Suppressing the comments around him, Hu Pingtao turned to Wang Weihan and asked: "You just said that you were gesturing for others to cut it, but you didn't say how much it would cost."

Wang Weihan nodded: "I saw that the cut cake was not big at all! Mainly because the old man couldn't understand me, so I could only make gestures to let him understand, so I drew a line on the cake with my hands.

, he just cut it off with one knife."

Hu Pingtao continued to ask: "In other words, is it your intention to have such a big piece?"

Wang Weihan replied: "Yes. But I didn't expect that there were so many for one piece. I originally only wanted to buy one for about ten yuan, just to taste it."
Chapter completed!