In a tea house in the New District, Yu Baoshan carefully examined the brown-yellow bezoar in his hand, gently rubbing it from time to time, a hint of surprise on his face.
"Qi Yun, may I ask where you got this bezoar from?" Yu Baoshan finally looked up, facing Qi Yun across the table with a smile, "Three hundred grams of natural bezoar, you don't see much of that on the market."
Qi Yun nodded slightly, "Haha, I was just lucky. I came across someone slaughtering a cow at the market today and they found this bezoar, so I bought it."
Upon hearing this, Yu Baoshan squinted slightly, his face still smiling, "I see, so how much do you intend to sell this bezoar for?"
Qi Yun had already thought about this, but he replied, "Dean Yu, I don't really know the exact price of this thing. You're the expert. I'll need your advice to set a fair price. I trust you won't cheat me."
