"Nonsense!" Hua Zi'an grew so angry that his beard shook. "I've been a Chinese medicine practitioner all my life, but I've never seen anyone fill prescriptions without weighing it."
"I'm really in a hurry, Senior Hua," Qin Haodong uttered. "If you don't believe me, check it out."
Then he went on.
Hua Zi'an snorted, thinking that the young man refused to be convinced until he was faced with grim reality. "How many notoginseng did you just catch?" He asked.
"105 grams."
Qin Haodong answered without looking back.
Hua Zi'an picked up the notoginseng and put it on the scale. Then his eyes widened in surprise because the scales showed exactly 105 grams.
"How is that possible? It must be a coincidence," he thought and then asked. "How many fleece-flower roots did you catch?"
"325
