"He's at eighty!"
"Ninety!"
A while later, he had taken out a hundred seedlings.
There was a huge commotion in the crowd.
"That kid is too lucky! He recouped half of his cost!"
"Oh my god, he's not stopping! A hundred and one, a hundred and two…"
Everyone's expressions were frozen in disbelief.
The old storekeeper stood rooted to the ground. His mouth was wide open.
More than a hundred seedlings! How was that possible?
At a quick glance, he could see that many of them were of higher quality. They could be sold at two to three hundred crystals, which was two to three times the value of an ordinary seedling.
What made him even more shocked was that the brat showed no signs of stopping.
One hundred and ten!
One hundred and twenty!
The number of seedlings continued to rise.
The crowd had already fallen silent by now.
The other storekeepers on the street noticed what was going on.
