In my past life, I really disliked these kinds of people, because most Earth Rats have quite limited perception. Some ceramic stele inscriptions of considerable value were regarded as worthless in their eyes, and they would carelessly destroy them without a second thought.
But now, Chu Zheng couldn't be bothered to argue with these people. Along the way, the number of people he had killed was countless. In terms of karma, he probably bore a much heavier burden than those who plundered graves for a living.
"One old ring, three taels of patterned silver."
After a quick estimate, Chu Zheng casually named his price, applying a double discount.
The ring was of decent quality and could fetch between thirty to fifty taels of silver on the resale market.
"That little? Can you add more? I'm willing to pledge my life on it."
