"Tch, I knew you weren't that kind. So, what kind of buyers do you usually look for for this stuff?"

"Yes, ebony is generally used for making furniture or coffins. Many nobles in ancient times used it." Ye Cheng paused for a moment.

"By the way, has your father prepared this? Why don't you be a dutiful son and grandson and buy it for him first?"

"Ye Cheng!" Xiao Rou shouted sharply, "You cursed my dad, didn't you? You just wait!"

After saying that, Xiaorou hung up the phone with a click.

Ye Cheng shook his body. Damn it, Xiao Rou's fighting power is still very strong. This sonic attack is even more powerful than the Six-Fingered Qin Demon.

Ye Cheng immediately calmed down after making the call, knowing that he had offended this little miss and that she would come even if he didn't want her to. He just had to wait patiently.

He took a chair, put it in the yard, leaned against it, and fell asleep. He couldn't help it; he had only slept for a few hours the night before and was restless, so he fell asleep quickly.

He didn't know how much time had passed when Ye Cheng suddenly felt an itch in his nose. He scratched it and the itch returned.

Damn, what the hell is this?

Ye Cheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Wow!

What the hell?

Before him were two faces as big as his own.

"A ghost!" Ye Cheng screamed in fright.

"What the hell? It's me!" Xiaorou said, annoyed.

Ye Cheng then realized, "Damn it, why is he putting his face so close? Is he trying to steal a kiss from me?"

I was about to make a joke when I suddenly saw that it was Old Wang standing next to me, so I immediately shut up. It didn't seem appropriate to tease someone in front of their own father.

"Old Wang, you actually came! Come and see, if you use this a hundred years from now, it will be incredibly cool."

Old Wang's face darkened, and he looked at Ye Cheng speechlessly.

"So you just want me to hang up on you because we're on good terms?"

"Yes, Dad, let me tell you, he used the same tone when he called this morning. I recognized it, humph!" Xiao Rou seized the opportunity to start complaining.

Ye Cheng scratched his head.

"Oh, that was just a casual remark. By the way, what brings you here? Didn't I ask Xiaorou to find me a buyer?"

"Can't I buy it?!" Old Wang cursed.

"Yes, but are you really buying it to use as a coffin?"

"Yes, as a coffin! To put you in!"

Damn it, Old Wang was furious. That damned Ye Cheng, he spoke to him so disrespectfully, he had no sense of propriety at all.

But this is good too. Usually, when I'm Chairman Wang, everyone acts like they've seen a ghost when they see me. They're so hypocritical. This guy is much more to my liking.

"Alright, alright, pretend to be whoever you want. Let me show you the goods." Ye Cheng walked to the edge of the yard and lifted up the plastic sheet.

The entire piece of ebony was presented to Old Wang.

"What kind of ebony is this?" Xiaorou rushed forward to take a look. "Wow, the texture is so unique, it doesn't look like wood at all."

"Hmm, this stuff has been buried underground for thousands of years and has been carbonized, so it feels a bit like jade. Don't you think it would be amazing to use this to make a coffin?"

“Yeah, Dad, if you use this, you’ll definitely be the coolest guy at your funeral.”

Old Wang: ...

I'm already at my funeral, what do I need the coolest guy for?

Ignoring the two young men's nonsense, Old Wang squatted down and took a closer look.

Xiaorou looks at the feel of the fabric, while he looks at the material and texture.

After looking at it, he walked to one end of the wood and tried to lift it; it was a bit heavy.

"Old Wang, this thing is heavy, be careful of your back," Ye Cheng warned.

After trying it once, Old Wang gave up and nodded.

"It is indeed heavy, and it is top-quality ebony, but it is not golden nanmu, it is just ordinary wood."

"Golden Phoebe zhennan is not so easy to obtain; it's good enough to have ordinary ones."

Ye Cheng then reiterated the data, explaining that he had remeasured it that morning: the thickest part was 60 centimeters in diameter and 6.8 meters long, but he didn't know the weight.

"These are good things, why don't you keep them for yourself?" Old Wang looked at Ye Cheng.

Seeing his expression, Old Wang immediately understood what he was going to say and interrupted him.

"I'm not asking you to make coffins, making furniture or something is fine too. And let me correct you two, stop talking about coffins all the time. I'm still young, still young, okay?"

These two little ones, one in each mouth, are like coffins. Don't they know that's the thing the old folks hate the most?

Ye Cheng's eyes darted around, and he looked at Xiao Rou, saying in a cheeky tone,

"Did you hear that? Your dad said he's still young, but I feel like he has other ideas."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Rou instantly became alert, jumped to her feet, clung to her father, and spoke with a threatening tone.

"Old Wang, tell me, is he seeing someone else?"

When his own daughter pulled this stunt, Old Wang immediately surrendered.

"Oh dear, my daughter, don't listen to his nonsense. Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"Hmph, I bet you wouldn't dare." Xiao Rou pouted and continued looking at her ebony.

Old Wang glared at Ye Cheng hatefully, "You brat, just you wait."

"So, Uncle, are you going to buy it?" Ye Cheng didn't care about anything else; selling the goods was the only important thing.

Before Old Wang could speak, Xiao Rou spoke first.

"Dad, let's buy it. This stuff feels really nice to the touch, and it has a faint fragrance that makes it very calming."

"Okay, okay, buy it!" Old Wang sighed. He shouldn't have brought his daughter today, even though he couldn't make the decision.

“Regular ebony is only 50,000 yuan a ton, but I’ll add a little more, how about 60,000 yuan a ton?” Old Wang quoted a price.

At 60,000 yuan per ton, Ye Cheng estimated that this piece of wood could sell for 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, which he felt was a bit low.

"No, Lao Wang, take another look and add some more. This has definitely been sitting for a long time, otherwise it wouldn't be this heavy. I dragged it back from the sea; the boat was almost falling apart."

Ye Cheng wasn't just bluffing. Ebony is judged by its age, and this piece is so heavy, it must be a good one. Although there might be difficulties in processing it later, that's none of his business.

Moreover, this one is a single, whole piece, which can be used to make large items. It's not impossible to make a bed or a table, and it can be made as a whole unit.

"Then 70,000 is fine, no more than that. It's just that there aren't many pieces of this size on the market right now, otherwise it wouldn't be possible to sell them for this price."

The price of 70,000 is definitely acceptable for Ye Cheng. I estimate that the total cost will be close to 100,000 yuan.

"Okay, but I don't have a car to deliver it to you." Ye Cheng told the truth, he couldn't find a car to deliver something this big.

"I'll call a car, but I need to have lunch here. Is that alright?"

"Let's have a meal. You're such a big client, treating me to a meal is no problem. So, what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat grilled fish and crayfish!" Xiaorou interjected.

"I'll just have some light, fresh vegetables." Old Wang is getting on in years and can't eat anything too strong-flavored.