It dawned on Xiang'er. She quickly took the broken silver from her purse and tucked it into her sleeve.
But De'an said, "I didn't pack silver. I brought this... Ta-da!"
He opened his purse, revealing bright orange tangerines inside. It was hard not to laugh.
"There's food in the carriage. You didn't need to bring any."
"Brother De'an, there will be tons of food stalls at the temple fair. Why did you bring these? Hurry up and leave them at home."
De'an wore an all-knowing expression. "You don't understand. These are for motion sickness. Haven't you heard? The road from the city gate to the City God Temple is completely gridlocked. It's the kind of traffic where you move one step and then wait for an eternity. I brought some tangerines just in case all the starting and stopping makes me dizzy."
"..."
There were no words.
They decided to just drop it.
The group then tried to persuade Mrs. Zhao to come with them.
