"My son is still refusing to let me throw away the kyanite and says he's already actively looking for a buyer, but I can't wait any longer! I have to get rid of this kyanite as soon as possible. If he doesn't get the money, he'll come here every day to ask for more... I don't know what to do!"
Su Yao said, "Go to the kitchen cellar and take out the blue crystal. Let me see it."
His eyes were filled with astonishment: "How do you know everything?"
At this time, the chef brought out the wontons and Su Ziyu also ran back.
Not long after, the shop owner returned from the cellar and took out a blue topaz from a black cloth bag. He pleaded with her, "Girl, why don't you buy this blue topaz? I don't want much. Just give me 100,000..."
"It's just a piece of broken stone, and you're selling it for 100,000?" Su Ziyu said with disgust.
"Handsome guy, this isn't just some old stone. Just look it up online. Kyanite isn't cheap!"
Zi Mou said coldly: "One price: fifty thousand."
"Sister! What are you buying it for? It's useless. You have to find someone to polish and customize it for a piece of raw stone. It's too expensive in the later stage!" Su Ziyu cooperated tacitly. He understood that his sister did things with deep meaning.
Maybe there are fragments of spiritual consciousness in there!
"You have a point..."
Seeing Su Yao start to hesitate and put the blue topaz back, the shop owner immediately said, "Okay! The price you said! Fifty thousand!"
"Zi Yu, go scan the code."
He was still cooperating: "Oh, sister! What's so good about this broken stone... What a waste of money!"
The shop owner smiled in a somewhat ingratiating manner, fearing that Su Yao would be persuaded and not buy again.
When the brother and sister finished eating the wontons and were about to leave, they happened to meet the shop owner's son Dachun who had returned.
Dachun has tattoos on both hands, and looks ferocious. He is about 1.8 meters tall and looks like he can kill someone with one punch.
"Wait! Is that thing in your hand a kyanite?" He recognized the black cloth bag.
"Dachun, stop talking. The things have been sold." The shop owner walked forward and reminded in a low voice.
"Really? I spent a lot of effort to get this piece of blue topaz. I won't sell it for less than 500,000!" Dachun pulled over a chair and sat down, blocking Su Ziyu's way.
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