Out of curiosity, Jason steeled himself to ask a shameless question. “May I try one from your bowl?”
The girl glared at him in return.
“What nonsense are you talking about? I spent half an hour jostling in the crowd to get this bowl. Why should I give you one piece?”
Evidently, she was not willing to share.
Left without a choice, he took out some bills. “Can I buy one piece of ravioli from you for two hundred?”
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