"Fifty? That's too little!"
The old man nearly jumped up, "Add a little more, fifty thousand..."
Just as Zhou Yang was about to try and lower the price again—
Beside it, a delicate hand, painted with bright red nail polish and well-maintained.
Like a snake emerging from its hole, it reached out without warning and snatched the sunflower-shaped cup from Zhou Yang's hand!
"hehe……"
A burst of silvery laughter rang out.
Zhou Yang suddenly turned his head.
He saw a woman with a voluptuous figure, wearing a dark green silk cheongsam that perfectly accentuated her curves, standing beside him, smiling at him.
The woman was around thirty years old, with her long hair loosely tied up, revealing her smooth, full forehead and delicate collarbone.
Her brows and eyes exuded a natural charm, yet her gaze also revealed an undeniable domineering aura; her red lips were fiery, and her presence was overwhelming.
She toyed with the Ge ware cup worth millions in her hand as if it were just a worthless trinket, winked at Zhou Yang, and spoke in a lazy, magnetic voice.
"Little brother, since you just think this cup is pretty and want to buy it to display... why don't you let your older sister have it?"
She parted her red lips slightly, her breath sweet as orchids: "Five hundred yuan, I'll buy it. As for you... here, take any of the remaining cups on this stall, I'll buy them all for you, okay?"
Zhou Yang felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind.
Holy crap, where did Cheng Yaojin come from?!
Is this woman crazy?
Can't you see I'm pulling myself together at the limit, trying to snag a huge bargain?
What are you doing here causing trouble? Five hundred yuan? Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?!
Zhou Yang's face darkened, and without saying a word, he snatched the Ge kiln cup back from the woman in the cheongsam with lightning speed, leaving only a blur!
"I'm sorry," Zhou Yang said coldly, his tone devoid of any warmth.
"I only like this one; I'm not interested in the others."
The woman in the cheongsam hadn't expected Zhou Yang to react so strongly, and that he would even dare to snatch something directly from her hand.
She paused for a moment, then a hint of surprise and even greater interest flashed in her eyes.
Instead of getting angry, she smiled, charmingly brushing a stray hair behind her ear, and took another step forward, almost pressing herself against Zhou Yang, a faint but rich fragrance wafting over.
"oh?"
She raised her pretty willow-leaf eyebrows, her eyes giving Zhou Yang a suggestive look as she looked him up and down, a playful curve appearing on her red lips.
"But your sister wants this cup too... Little brother, can't you be a gentleman and give it to your sister?"
She stretched out her finger and gently tapped Zhou Yang's hand holding the cup, her voice becoming increasingly charming.
"If you give me your cup, I'll treat you to dinner at the best restaurant in Jindu! Or... whatever other compensation you want, just name it~"
The old stall owner over there stared wide-eyed at the sight, and a lewd "I know" smile instantly spread across his face.
He quickly winked at Zhou Yang and whispered encouragingly, "Hey! Young man! You're really lucky with women! Such a beautiful woman has taken a liking to you!"
"What are you waiting for? What's a broken cup? Just say yes! This is an amazing opportunity!"
The old man was overjoyed. He didn't care who sold the cups; as long as someone wanted them, that was fine!
Ideally, these two would argue, which would drive the price up even further.
As for finding a bargain? He hadn't even considered it!
After all, how could he not know whether the things on his stall were genuine or not?
"Hey boss, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Xu Yao was already unhappy because this woman suddenly appeared and snatched her things.
Hearing her flirtatious remarks about Zhou Yang, and then hearing the stall owner's words, she was immediately furious, her pretty face tense up.
She stepped forward, standing between Zhou Yang and the woman in the cheongsam, like a kitten guarding its food, glaring at the woman and letting out a cold snort.
"Madam, there's a first-come, first-served rule! Zhou Yang saw this cup first, and he was the one who negotiated the price with the owner first! What right do you have to snatch it as soon as you arrive?"
"Besides, it's just a cup. If Zhou Yang likes it, why would he need you to give it to him?"
Xu Yao raised her chin, took out her phone, opened the payment page, and spoke crisply to the old stall owner.
"Boss, can you sell all the cups on your stall for fifty yuan each, no matter the design?"
"If that's okay, I'll scan the code now! I'll take them all! I'll buy them and let Zhou Yang choose slowly!"
This left not only the woman in the cheongsam stunned, but also Zhou Yang and the old stall owner dumbfounded.
You want...all of them?!
Zhou Yang was both amused and exasperated, and quickly grabbed Xu Yao, who was about to scan the code to pay.
"Xu Yao, don't be impulsive!"
He whispered reassurances, a warm feeling welling up inside him, "You don't need to buy so many, just this one is enough for me."
Upon hearing Zhou Yang's words, Xu Yao abruptly released his grip, her cheeks flushing slightly. She lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly and muttered softly.
"I...I just can't stand the way she snatches things and acts so self-righteous..."
The woman in the dark green cheongsam, Gu Huaiyue, could no longer maintain her smile.
She glanced at Zhou Yang with a complicated expression, then lingered for a moment on the beige-glazed sunflower-shaped cup that he was clutching tightly in his hand, but ultimately didn't say anything.
Hmph, you've got some sense, or... you're just stubborn and only love this one?
Gu Huaiyue muttered to herself, but did not show it on her face.
The old stall owner watched expectantly, originally hoping to witness a scene of two women vying for one man...
Pshaw, it was supposed to be a good show of fighting over a cup, and the price might have even gone up, but this cheongsam beauty actually backed down?
Ugh, this is so boring!
The old man's initial spark of hope was instantly extinguished, and a look of utter boredom appeared on his face.
But then I thought, fifty yuan is a huge profit compared to the few yuan cost of this broken cup. It's at least ten times more!
Thinking about this, the old man felt better, even a little smug.
"Cough cough!"
He cleared his throat and smiled again at Xu Yao, who had already taken out her phone to scan the QR code.
"Alright, young lady, you're quick-witted. Fifty it is! Come on, sweep this side!"
He quickly showed his QR code for receiving payments, feeling quite pleased with himself.
Xu Yao quickly scanned the code to pay, and only after hearing the "payment successful" notification sound did she finally feel relieved.
Without even glancing at the woman in the cheongsam, she mustered her courage, grabbed Zhou Yang's wrist, her face tense as if she had accomplished some important task, and pulled him away.
"Zhou Yang, let's go! Ignore her!"
She was fiercely protective of her food, as if afraid that if she lingered even a moment longer, the woman would change her mind again.
Zhou Yang was pulled along by her, feeling the softness and warmth on his wrist, and he found it amusing.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
Behind me, the crisp, rapid sound of high heels clicking on the ground drew ever closer!
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