"I don't want this." Tian Sangsang shook her head with a smile, pointing at the pile of pig offal. When she got closer, she could even smell the stench. "I want these: pig liver, pig lungs, pig heart, pig stomach, pig kidneys, and that large bunch of intestines."
The butcher snorted, clearly surprised that she would want such unsellable items. Typically, when people came to buy pork, they would choose the fattiest and greasiest meat, or if they had a bit more money, they'd pick pork bones to make soup and nourish the body.
"How much do you want?"
"I'll take it all. Sell everything to me—can you give me a bit of a discount? I have money but no tickets," Tian Sangsang said.
"Alright, these things just sit here without anyone buying them. If you want them, I'll calculate them for you. Pork is six mao eight per jin, these pig offal, I'll charge you six mao per jin." The butcher gathered the heap of goods and weighed it: "A little over three jin. How about it?"
