Shen Wenqian: "?"
Xu Hao, staring at his childhood friend's clueless expression, wished he could slap some sense into him with a giant ear slap.
He took a deep breath and continued weakly to ask, "…Do you know how much it's worth?"
Without waiting for Shen Wenqian to reply, Xu Hao slowly stretched out five fingers.
"??" Shen Wenqian blinked in confusion, "Five hundred?"
"..." Xu Hao couldn't hold back any longer and slapped his friend on the head.
"Five hundred, five hundred! I think you're the five hundred! That little amount of money can't even buy one of its leaves!!"
Shen Wenqian's head was buzzing from the slap.
He stared at the flower inside the glass cover, dumbfounded, "Could it be five thousand? That expensive?!"
"Five thousand, my ass!"
Xu Hao, furious, held out the five fingers again, "Guess higher!"
Higher?
That would be fifty… thousand?!
Shen Wenqian's eyes widened in shock, "A flower costs fifty thousand?!"
