Shangjing, Zhao Family residence.
Elder Zhao looked at the little brat across from him, who was playing dumb.
"Be straightforward. I've told you everything I should and shouldn't have.
Now it's your turn. How many did you get this time?"
The old man had looked calm and unruffled before.
But when it came to the exact number,
he immediately put on the face of a crafty merchant.
The old man changed expressions so quickly
that even Ye Yuan could not keep up.
Fortunately, the old man could not drive.
Otherwise, how could young people live with themselves?
"Not many! But not few either."
Ye Yuan's mind raced
as he considered the price he would quote next.
"Be direct. How many exactly?"
"Around fifty."
Ye Yuan held up five fingers and gave the answer he had come up with after that rapid calculation.
"Fifty?"
The old man looked at Ye Yuan suspiciously,
trying to find something on the brat's face.
But he was disappointed.
Ye Yuan had come prepared.
How could he possibly leave any openings for him?
"That's not a small number. Name your price, and we'll take them all!"
In the end, Elder Zhao accepted Ye Yuan's answer.
Although fifty precious Black Cap Giant Insects was already quite a lot to some people,
for researchers who needed large-scale experiments to prove their theories,
fifty was still too few.
Both Elder Zhao and Ye Yuan understood that perfectly well.
Yet Ye Yuan had still given him a number that made Elder Zhao uncomfortable.
He had not done so without reason.
"Let's not discuss the price yet, but I won't be giving all fifty to Hunter Falcon.
My research institute has just been established, and we're desperately short on staff.
I finally managed to get a project for them.
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