"This..."
Huo Sining's request indeed left the old man Bai at a loss for words.
The old man began to regret it in his heart. This pile of stone materials had been piled in the corner of the yard for two or three years. It was made up of leftover materials from batches of goods that didn't perform well. No one had taken a liking to them for years, so this pile had been forgotten.
Normally, the old man Bai ignored these materials. It was only occasionally that a couple of bargain-hunting customers would request an added bonus, and he would randomly pick one or two pieces from this pile of rubble to give away.
Now, Huo Sining was so determined to buy out this pile of materials, which was proof enough that there must be something good in it.
Realizing this possibility made the old man itch with urgency, wishing he could cut open those materials immediately.
