The shopkeeper looked at the four of them and thought to himself that they must be children from a wealthy family, spoiled, disobedient, and had run away from home.
He hadn't expected that this seemingly stable young master would also have such a childish side. Indeed, appearances could be deceiving.
"Since these items come from a legitimate source, our pawnshop can accept them. The quality and craftsmanship of these items are good. I can offer you three thousand silver yuan. What'd you think?" The shopkeeper, having made his calculations, gave them his price.
Yan Mo frowned slightly and said, "Too little, fifty thousand."
"Thirty-three thousand." Responded the shopkeeper.
"Fifty thousand."
"Thirty-eight thousand."
"Fifty thousand."
Yan Mo adamantly stuck to the fifty-thousand price, not backing down.
"Sir, we are sincerely doing business here." The shopkeeper said, looking at him.
