"But I guess these rough stones are so expensive, you probably can't afford them, right?"
As he spoke, Ding Zhengyang pointed to a pile of stones beside the shopkeeper. "I think that pile is more suitable for a country bumpkin like you. After all, stones for ten or twenty yuan aren't expensive, and the priciest ones are only a few hundred!"
Hearing this, Liu Ergou let out a cold laugh. He'd thought Ding Zhengyang would resort to some clever trick, but he didn't expect him to stoop so low. The guy was just trying to watch him make a fool of himself by being unable to afford the rough stones. Too bad he wasn't that poor. He could easily afford a rough stone worth over one hundred thousand yuan. Besides, he couldn't be bothered to stoop to this guy's level; that was just child's play.
