Chapter 138 Jacking Up the Price
Mengyu looked nervously at Old Sir Wu's expression. Did he take a liking to it? Does he have the money to buy it? How much would he offer?
What if the offered price is too low?
She glanced at the two strong men behind Old Sir Wu. If the price offered wasn't too low, she would sell it; but if it was far too low, she would have to stand firm.
Old Sir Wu asked Cheng Jiuhe again, "Brother, how do you plan to sell this bronze sword?"
Cheng Jiuhe glanced at Mengyu, who held up one hand. Cheng Jiuhe then said, "Fifty—fifty thousand!"
Mengyu's eyes widened as she looked at Cheng Jiuhe; she had intended to say 1,500.
She remembered, in the future following Jiang Huaiyu, she had seen such a bronze sword auctioned off for less than one million.
"Fifty thousand? That's too expensive, isn't it?"
Datong hadn't expected this father and daughter to call out such a high price.
