Wang Zhigui paused, his eyes suddenly lit up:

"Then give me one hundred strings of cash!"

To be honest, even if it was only one thousand strings of cash, Zhuang Zhou would buy it without hesitation.

It’s definitely worth it to buy these two boxes of things with a hundred strings of cash.

Especially when this calligraphy work by Ouyang Xun was brought back to the modern era, Zhuang Zhou would not dare to sell it as the authentic one.

But even if it is a copy made by an anonymous person in later generations.

At least it has to be sold at a high price.

The only embarrassing thing now is that Zhuang Zhou simply cannot come up with a hundred strings of copper coins.

The shop has been making wooden shelves these past two days, and the total amount of fifty copper coins saved is now only about thirty-seven.

But these things naturally did not pose any difficulty for Zhuang Zhou.

Because he has the goods!

For Wang Zhigui, it would be enough to just use the goods as payment.

And this is obviously what Wang Zhigui wants to see.

There’s no way!

It’s just that Zhuang Zhou’s products sell so well.

So Wang Zhigui personally led people to deliver two large boxes of calligraphy and paintings to Zhuang Zhou in the backyard.

Zhuang Zhou took out another fifty cans of Jin Jun Mei tea and sold them to Wang Zhigui at the same starting price of 1.5 yuan per can.

Seventy-five strings of cash as payment for the debt.

And then!

He took out another two hundred lighters and sold them to Wang Zhigui at the price of two for one guan of money.

A total of one hundred strings of cash.

In this way.

In other words, Zhuang Zhou earned an extra 75 strings of copper coins.

Wang Zhigui was so excited about this!

Zhuang Zhou was also very happy.

It’s another win-win situation.

"By the way, Brother Zhuang, I want to ask you, are those glass bracelets, glass mirrors, glass tea sets, and pepper still available?"