Seeing this, the old man closed his eyes and picked out something at random from his stall. It was indeed a rare genuine item among his stalls. Well, since it was a priceless genuine item, he would give it to the young man.
There was nothing he could do about it. He accepted his defeat sincerely. He hadn't felt so happy playing for a long time. It had fulfilled his wish.
As soon as Zhao Xin got this thing in his hand, he heard this sound.
[I have to say you've gained quite a lot in this ghost market. This item is still a lost treasure from the previous dynasty, but not from the Qin Dynasty, but from the Eastern Wu Dynasty.]
This system is quite interesting.
Finally, I put out this small thing that was neither too big nor too small, and it didn't look like it had any value.
But calling this a treasure is a bit of a stretch, as it's square and looks like a box. But after touching the material, I feel it's quite nice.
"Stop fiddling around. Even if I'm defeated by you today, I won't set up the chessboard next time. If someone like you comes and messes with my place again, I'll be broke."
Would the emperor take away every needle and thread from the people?
"If I get something for you, I have to give you some back, otherwise it would seem like I'm a bit stingy. Playing chess is one thing, but buying things is another."
Finally, he took out a silver ingot from his pocket and placed it on the table.
There was a thud, and it felt great when I listened to it.
The servant next to him was speechless. How much silver did the emperor bring? Isn't it heavy?
"Don't look at it. I only have these two ingots. The rest are scattered."
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