"Grandpa, how much is this?"
The woman's voice was like that of a yellow oriole.
"I don't haggle at this stall. These are all genuine goods from the mountains. This Polygonum multiflorum is 500,000."
The old man said calmly.
It seemed that people often tried to bargain with him, so he made his stance clear right away.
But what he didn't expect was that the woman actually nodded immediately, "Alright, I'll take it. How do I pay?"
"…You really want it? I don't have time to play games with you."
The old man was slightly taken aback.
"Of course, I want it. I'm not lying to you, grandpa."
The woman nodded earnestly.
Just as she finished speaking, Liu Sanming, who was beside her, also spoke up.
"Miss, I also have my eye on this Polygonum multiflorum. I'll offer 550,000."
"What are you trying to do? You like it, but you didn't buy it. You should respect the first-come, first-served principle, shouldn't you?"
The woman immediately became unhappy.
