"Did you ever think that I would buy you for a hundred silver taels?" Han Xiu asked. Murong Qing shook her head, "I never thought you would be so poor that you couldn't even afford a steamed bun." "Actually, it's very cheap. It's only the money for a wild boar and a hare." "I'll catch a wild boar and hare and give them to you." Murong Qing gritted his teeth. "No need, just be a good wife to me." "No!" "You can't get married without a betrothal gift!" "That wild boar and hare are are betrothal gifts." "I'm that cheap!" "Yes, my cheap lady!" Han Xiu said proudly.