"Uh..."
The shopkeeper glanced at her own porcelain kettle, feeling a bit puzzled.
She's been using that porcelain kettle for a long time; it's just an ordinary kettle that she bought for ten bucks back then. Could it have something special about it?
After thinking for a moment, she looked at Lin Feng and spoke with some difficulty.
"Young man, my porcelain kettle is a good thing! Three hundred won't do!"
Lin Feng shook his head and smiled.
"Boss lady, don't say much. Your porcelain kettle is just like any ordinary kettle. I just thought it matches well with these two things I have, and I happen to need a kettle."
"Three hundred, no more!"
The shopkeeper listened to Lin Feng's words, looking hesitant.
Then she gritted her teeth and said.
"Young man, I see you really want it! How about this, five hundred bucks, and it's yours. I also have to support my family and earn some hard money, what do you think?"
