Bai Xu didn't believe him.
He had seen many luxurious mansions in the capital, and he didn't think that a mansion in a village would be enough to make him envious or would broaden his horizons.
Shi Qingluo could tell that he didn't believe her, but she was too lazy to explain.
After all, discussing ancient and modern matters with the pure ancients was simply asking for trouble.
As expected, her young husband was still the best.
He trusted her in everything, and they even had something in common. They were soul mates!
Sigh, now that she mentioned it, she suddenly missed her young husband.
Shi Qingluo waved her hand. "Stop bullshitting. If you want this three-colored chrysanthemum, just set a price. If you don't want it, I'll ask someone else to sell it in the capital."
Bai Xu hurriedly said, "Of course I want it.
"How about this? Let's priorities rarity over price.
