Fu Hua looked at the carp in the wooden basin. Her voice was calm and detached, carrying the feeling that she might vanish the very next moment.
"Did the Daoist take a liking to this carp? This carp is more ornamental than edible, so it might be a little expensive."
Looking at the fish Fu Hua had pointed out, the old man first glanced at the young daoist priest before him. Feeling that she did not seem short on money, he spoke directly.
Chapter 8: Terrifying Karma
"How much?"
Fu Hua did not waste words. She carried hundreds of millions in gold, so she had no need to haggle with a street vendor.
"Ten taels of silver!"
After thinking it over, the old fish seller could not help naming what he considered a very high price. Even after saying it... he carefully watched Fu Hua's expression.
Only when he saw that Fu Hua had not turned hostile and walked away did he breathe a sigh of relief. If Fu Hua had not looked like someone with money to spare, he really would not have dared ask for so much.
But before Fu Hua could say anything, another burly fish seller beside them could no longer hold back!
"Ten taels! Isn't it just a carp with slightly unusual coloring? You're asking ten taels—you're fleecing the Daoist! Daoist, I have a completely red carp here too. One tael of silver is enough. Do you want it?"
As he spoke, the burly man took out a very pretty carp that was crimson from head to tail.
Compared with this ink-black carp, the red one was undoubtedly far more beautiful!
"You..."
Hearing the burly man openly steal his business, the old man could not hold back any longer.
However...
"Here are ten taels. Could