The families were still wrapped up in the shock of the table's 'golden shells'.
Tang Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He had at last put to rest their idea of giving these away, each one costing two hundred thousand RMB. Such a valuable item, even his uncle might hesitate to give away.
A few minutes later.
Everyone reluctantly accepted this reality, feeling a great deal of heartache that ten or so houses were eaten away by them. Although these seafood items couldn't be traded, they were still valuable. The lack of a market did not diminish their worth.
"Tangtang, these are really valuable. Make sure you don't take them again," Mother Tang warned. She felt so heartbroken that she even copied Li Jianguo, using a small knife to scrape every last bit. Every scrape might be worth a couple of hundred; it wasn't okay to waste it.
