After leaving with the jar, Ning Fan did not forget his main purpose for the trip. He visited another store to buy some Silver Needle before happily leaving Tianbao Street.
Xu Xiaoqing, who was by his side, kept giving the jar in Ning Fan's arms curious looks all the way.
She was very curious; bargaining was one thing, but how could such an ugly jar be worth 500,000?
"Hey, you've been staring at my jar since we came out, if you like it that much, you hold it," Ning Fan said with a chuckle.
"Ugh, I don't want it. It's too ugly, just too ugly," Xu Xiaoqing shook her head like a bobblehead.
"What's wrong with ugly? This is something worth hundreds of thousands," Ning Fan said somewhat indignantly.
"Valuable and ugly are two different concepts, don't even talk about hundreds of thousands, even if it's worth millions, it's still ugly, I definitely don't want to hold it."
As they were talking, Ning Fan suddenly stopped walking. Xu Xiaoqing asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
