Old Man Xu

Ye Yuan found the very thought laughable.

Then he began paying attention to everything around him.

When he noticed that the tip of his shoe was pressed against the stone the vendor had been sitting on earlier,

he finally understood why the system had suddenly given him a prompt.

It turned out the vendor was not worth 20,000 points. This unremarkable square stone was.

Now that Ye Yuan had his answer, he naturally would not pass up such an easy opportunity to earn points.

So he put on a helpless expression and said:

"Uncle, I really didn't see anything I liked on your stall.

How about this? I'll give you 100 yuan for that stone stool. Consider it me helping you make your first sale."

Ye Yuan put on an expression that said he did not want trouble and looked at the vendor.

The moment the vendor heard Ye Yuan's words and saw the look in his eyes, he froze briefly before immediately understanding.

It seemed his little trick had already been seen through by this young man.

The young man said that only because he did not want any unpleasantness with a local, so he was using this method to brush him off.

Although he had casually tossed that stool into his truck while collecting stones,

and it had not cost him a single cent, how could 100 yuan possibly satisfy him?

His eyes shifted, and he said:

"Young man, you really have a good eye.

That's a treasure from our village. I heard the village elders brought it out of the Qin Emperor's Tomb.

Didn't you see that I'd been sitting on it instead of putting it out for sale?

If someone who knew its value hadn't come along, I wouldn't have taken out such a treasure.

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