Actually, the price negotiation went rather smoothly. Feng Jun started with a lion's open mouth, asking for five hundred taels of Gold for each icebox and air conditioner.
Bai Li was even more direct, "Mountain Master Feng, let's not joke around. I know you discussed a price of two hundred taels each with You Longzi. I don't care what you agreed upon or what benefits you promised him, but I'm okay with the price of two hundred taels. No problem, right?"
Feng Jun pondered for a moment, then stated that there was a problem with that price—because back then, I didn't realize how important these items were to the Yinsha Sect.
How shamelessly he could say such a thing. Bai Li couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth twice: I thought I was already quite shrewd, but I didn't expect someone to be even more so.
So he pointedly said, some things lose their meaning if pointed out—don't you have an idea of how much an icebox and air conditioner are sold for in the Mortal Realm?
