Lady Wang (heard within).—Did I not hear the cry of the mender of cracked jars? I’ll open the door and look. [She enters, looking around] Yes, there comes the repairer of jars.
Niu Chau.—Pray have you a jar to mend? I have long been seeking a job. Did you not call?
Lady W.—What is your charge for a large jar; and how much for a small one?
Niu Chau.—For large jars, one mace five.
Lady W.—And for small ones?
Niu Chau.—Fifty pair of cash.
Lady W.—To one mace five and fifty pair of cash, add nine candareens, and a new jar may be had.
Niu Chau.—What, then, will you give?
Lady W.—I will give one candareen for either size.
Niu Chau.—Well, lady, how many cash can I get for this candareen?