Chen Ming nodded and turned to leave the hardware store.
Shortly after Chen Ming left, the owner slapped away Lao Wu's hand from his shoulder and said, "Now I get why you're so generous. How much did you make?"
"Hey, pull out the scale and see."
The owner quickly grabbed an electronic scale from behind the counter and saw the weight of the gold Lao Wu had placed on it, saying, "About 24 grams. With this level of purity, we can sell it directly for around 230 per gram, and in other places, it can fetch even more."
"Around five to six thousand."
Lao Wu's forehead was full of wrinkles pushed out by his smile as he carefully put away the gold, saying, "No idea who that kid is, being so generous."
