Gift? Tang San was stunned for a moment. The gap between the middle-aged people was too big. Before, they were still asking for price, but now they wanted to give it away.
Subconsciously, Tang San already understood that the seemingly cunning middle-aged man in front of him should be acquainted with the teacher.
While Tang San was thinking about it, Xiao Wu had already held the crystal in her arms unceremoniously, "Xiao San, Qing Yue, let's go, I'll save some people from regretting it."
Tang San looked at her dumbfounded and said, "How can we just ask for other people's things? Uncle, you'd better tell me a price."
The middle-aged man started to sway on the recliner again, but this time he didn't even say anything and ignored him at all.
Tang San looked at the crystal in Xiao Wu's arms, and then at the middle-aged man. If he had his usual temper, he would definitely not want this crystal, but the crystal in front of him was too important to him.
If he misses this opportunity, if someone else buys it, he may regret it for the rest of his life.
Various thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and finally he quietly placed the two bags of gold soul coins in his hands on the ground, preparing to call Luo Qingyue back to the hotel.
But Luo Qingyue waved her hand, and the two bags of gold soul coins that Tang San had placed on the ground suddenly appeared in Luo Qingyue's hand.
Luo Qingyue smiled and said to Tang San, "Tang Xiaosan, since this uncle doesn't charge you, then what are you going to do for him? Isn't it difficult for you to call him uncle?"
Xiao Wu echoed, "That's right! Xiaosan, aren't you obviously giving money to people? In your eyes, this broken stone is worth a thousand gold, but in our eyes, it is not worth as much as a piece of scrap metal!"
Tang San said hesitantly, "This..."
The middle-aged man on the chair was out of sight of them, his mouth slightly twitching, what a piece of this little girl!
Luo Qingyue didn't give Tang San a chance to continue. The joke was out of the scope of her script and asked him to continue, "Oh! What's this! Aren't you just destroying the boss's reputation by doing this? This reputation
If it breaks down, it will be difficult for the store to open!"
Tang San thought about it, it seemed like it was true!
Unexpectedly, Luo Qingyue suddenly took a turn.
"Nothing~"
Xiao Wu asked doubtfully, "But what?"
Tang San also looked at her doubtfully.
Luo Qingyue walked to the side of her mission target and said thoughtfully, "But...we are not relatives, so it's not good to take other people's things for free~"
"Let's see, uncle, where is this harp...if it's not broken yet, just buy fifty gold soul coins. This is not a soul guidance device, because there is no fluctuation of soul power on it, and it is already damaged.
, as for me... I'll just accept it with 60 gold soul coins!"
Tang San and Xiao Wu wanted to say something, but they were blocked by a look from her.
When the middle-aged man heard that this junk thing could be sold for sixty gold soul coins, he should be able to raise the price a little higher, "I won't sell it for two hundred gold soul coins, otherwise I won't sell it."
Luo Qingyue pretended to be regretful, "Well, I figured out that a strange thing happened in the city recently, and figured that the source of this strange thing was this harp that couldn't be thrown away, so I wanted to help you get rid of it.
Drop it... Well, since you won't sell it, I won't force you to buy it. Anyway, to me, this thing isn't worth much..."
Luo Qingyue said as she walked out.
When the middle-aged man heard what Luo Qingyue said, he felt that there was some truth in what she said. In addition, he didn't like this piano very much, and he was just raising the price just now.
"Hey, hey, since you little girl likes it, then take it for the sixty gold soul coins!"
Luo Qingyue immediately took out sixty gold soul coins from Tang San's money bag. After weighing that there was no problem, she gave the sixty gold soul coins to the middle-aged man and immediately put the harp away, for fear that the uncle would regret it.
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The middle-aged uncle also weighed the gold soul coin and said, "Okay, okay, you go quickly! Don't disturb my sleep."
Although there was no problem with the number of gold soul coins, the middle-aged uncle always felt that something was not right, but he could not tell what was wrong.