The big Lord bought the tomato and picked three of them and put them in the tray. The stall master scale said, "one pound and a half, three pieces and seven pieces ."
The uncle said, "I just want to make a soup, so I don't need that much ." After that, I removed the biggest tomato.
The stall owner quickly glanced at the scales, "one pound, two, three ."
Just as I couldn't see it, I wanted to remind my uncle to pay attention to the scales of the stall owners. He took out seven cents and picked up the big tomato he just removed. Then he turned his head and went away ......
On the spot, the stall manager was in a mess. I squashed into an internal injury and turned my head to one side ......
From: http://www.douban.com/group/topic/16089209/
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