Lin Yuejuan could hardly bear to watch anymore. Her nephew was truly foolish and wasteful—anyone with clear eyes could see the Straw Hat Vendor didn't want to do business, quoting a ridiculous price on purpose, yet her nephew was actually haggling.
Her feelings were complicated as she stood aside, not knowing what to say that might be helpful, letting her nephew make a fool of himself as the vendor didn't seem to want to deal with them anyway. A little rejection might do him good.
The Straw Hat Vendor's hat rolled onto the ground, and startled, he quickly got up, squinting suspiciously at the person before him, wondering if this was indeed the fool he was dealing with.
He sold rocks for two taels, five taels, ten taels, even sometimes thirty taels, all depending on how the rock looked on the outside—the more likely it seemed to turn out to be a treasure, the pricier it got.
Lian Wanzhen grew impatient, "Are you selling or not? Just give me a straight answer."
