Li Qiang hadn't expected his sincere compliment to bring the simple man to the brink of tears. He felt slightly embarrassed, "I'm just speaking my mind, truly. I think your craftsmanship is excellent, and worth the price."
The man was straightforward, too. He immediately took out his best packaging box for Li Qiang, then he grabbed a string of Buddha beads from his stall and stuffed it into Li Qiang's hand, "Young man, don't look down on it, this is leftover Phoebe zhennan wood from when I make furniture. It's top-quality. Just play with it and it will look beautiful!"
The moment she saw the bracelet, Wang Tingting's eyes lit up. The shop owner was right, those beads were really made from top-quality Phoebe zhennan wood, and she could tell just by the color and the gold streaks in the wood.
She felt a tinge of envy. Li Qiang's idea was brilliant, even buying something could earn the owner's favor.
