"Not worth anything?" The young man standing at the door pulled his gaze back from the street outside the window. He couldn't help but walk up to the counter, and looking at the shop owner behind the counter, he shouted, "How is that possible? Do you even know what these things are? They're all silver. Don't think we know nothing!"
The antique shop owner smiled nonchalantly, "Do you know how much silver costs per ounce now?"
With one sentence, the two young men were stumped. Seeing their dumbfounded look, the antique shop owner casually said, "You could go to the trading market or the bank to ask. Currently, the price of silver is about two dollars twenty cents to two dollars thirty-five cents per ounce!"
"Gentlemen, please note, that's per ounce, but here..." He fiddled some of the silver items on the counter with his hand, "Altogether, they weigh less than five pounds. Do you want to weigh them?"
