"So, what price do you find appropriate?"
Manager Qin stroked his beard, testing the waters. If the price offered was too low, he could still press for more.
Long Yue said, "Manager, look at the flower on this Lingzhi, it's such a large piece with many annual rings. This is clearly a precious perennial Lingzhi. Not to mention ten cents, even one hundred cents wouldn't necessarily buy it! Yet, you offered me ten cents for one tael, you're not sincere in doing business!"
Uh...
Manager Qin's old face turned red and he appeared slightly embarrassed. He initially intended to rip them off, but it turned out he encountered someone knowledgeable. Even Lingzhi's annual and perennial differences were known, leaving him quite ashamed...
He said sheepishly, "The lady is right, earlier Mr. Qin was being greedy. How about this, let's make it one hundred and ten cents per tael, how does that sound?"
"Um—"
