"Daddy, I want that!" Huangyang walked up to a street vendor carrying a rack of candied haws. She pointed at the treats with one hand while sucking on the index finger of the other, drooling with anticipation.
"How much for a skewer, boss?" Xiao Yang asked.
"One copper coin," the vendor replied with a cheerful smile. He was an ordinary man to whom spirit stones were useless.
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