"How much is it? I can't afford it." Jia Dongsheng asked the price.
"One number."
Not sure if he was testing Jia Dongsheng, the middle-aged man quoted a price.
"Just tell me how much it is. I don't understand the jargon of the antique business." Did Jia Dongsheng understand? Of course he did. He counted it as one hundred yuan. However, in this era, someone might spend one hundred yuan to buy a mutton-fat jade ring, but they would definitely not buy it in the Pigeon Market. Instead, it would be a private transaction.
"You can take this jade ring for one hundred yuan." The middle-aged man spoke again.
"Why don't you just go and rob me for a hundred bucks?"
Jia Dongsheng was not polite and said bluntly: "Five yuan each, I'll take care of them all."
"Get lost! Are you teasing your uncle here, you little brat? Do you deserve a beating?"
Upon hearing the bargaining offer of five yuan, the middle-aged man stood up angrily, as if he was going to attack if Jia Dongsheng said another word.
"Hey, what's the matter? You're selling something and you're not allowed to bargain?"
Jia Dongsheng did not tolerate the other party. He straightened his chest and looked at the other party. The middle-aged man lacked confidence. After all, he was only 1.7 meters tall, while Jia Dongsheng was 1.8 meters tall, half a head shorter. If they fought, he would definitely not be his opponent.
"Of course you can bargain, but not like you. This is a jade ring made of top-grade white jade. Even now, back in the old days in the city of Beijing, I didn't even look at the person who offered me a hundred taels of silver."
Jia Dongsheng still believed what he said. This guy had the habits of a playboy. At first glance, he was a playboy and a prodigal son among the old people. Now he couldn't make a living and was selling his property to prepare for food.
But that was then, and this is now. Now, a mutton-fat jade ring is not worth a hundred yuan, let alone a hundred yuan, even ten yuan is expensive.
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