"How expensive can grass carp be? Ten per pound, right?" Wu Fengqing finished speaking and took a sip from the tea cup he was carrying.
"Haha, you guessed wrong this time!" Fatty Jin said with a big smile and then extended four fingers toward Wu Fengqing.
"Four per pound, huh!" Wu Fengqing shook his head as he looked and continued to drink his tea.
"Four per pound? Hmph, try forty!" Fatty Jin huffed proudly.
"What! I... pfft!"
Seeing Fatty Jin's exaggerated expression, Wu Fengqing couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of tea sprayed out, almost hitting Fatty Jin. He said with a look of surprise, "What? Forty?"
"Yes, forty!"
At that moment, Liu Yong came down from the second floor, smiling broadly.
"Are you guys okay?"
Wu Fengqing looked at the two men and suddenly had a face full of bemusement. Forty per pound for grass carp? These two were really splurging; the key thing was that they both wore smiles as if they had secured a great deal.
