Xu Mingxuan and Xu Mingshu walked over to Xu Mingyuan and watched quietly without interrupting.
The Xu Household upheld the principle of "cultivation at its core, people at its heart," so naturally, they bore no prejudice against ordinary folk. They targeted only those who harbored ill will toward the Xu Household.
The old Fisherfolk's honesty also surprised the two of them.
Clearly, selling these fish might buy enough food to feed his family for half a month, perhaps even a full month.
His initial excitement had been genuine, yet afterward, he had considered his customer's interests and tried to decline.
Xu Mingyuan saw through his concerns at a glance and smiled faintly. "You're afraid I'll buy your fish, decide afterward that they aren't good, and come looking for trouble, aren't you?"
The old Fisherfolk raised his head in astonishment and looked straight into Xu Mingyuan's eyes.
His dark eyes resembled translucent obsidian, holding depths as vast as the heavens. As his gaze shifted, hidden currents seemed to stir within them.
The old Fisherfolk was so captivating that he could not help looking for another two or three breaths before hurriedly lowering his head to reply. "You see as clearly as a blazing fire, my lord. That was indeed what this old man was thinking."
"How much for all of them?" Xu Mingyuan asked.
"Ten copper coins each for the big black carp, twenty for the large yellow croakers, fifteen for the common carp. The golden-scaled fish cost more, a hundred each. Five hundred copper coins will do, my lord."
A sweep of Xu Mingyuan's divine sense told him the old man had not inflated the price. Instead, he had rounded it down by twenty copper coins.
He rummaged through his Storage Pouch and actually found half a tael of loose