I have to say that Piao people’s restaurants are really cheap.

A big pot full of blue crabs from Piao country costs 60 yuan.

Guan Fei, who didn't know what was going on, ordered a portion of each of the steamed and spicy dishes, plus the side dishes. In the end, the four of them had a lot of fat left over after eating the food.

Pack it up and take it home to heat it up for lunch the next day.

After going home and riding an electric scooter, Liu De took Guan Fei and Zhang Ling in one car and arrived at the Delong Night Market in fifteen minutes.

The entire night market is beginning to take shape. Except for a few empty stalls, there are many gold diggers squatting in almost every stall, using flashlights to try to find their favorite treasures from the stalls.

"You guys go shopping first, I'll go find my fellow villagers to find out how to claim this stall. We're still late, and the good seats have been taken by others." Liu De glanced around and said anxiously.

"Okay, let's get in touch by phone if we ask clearly."

Guan Fei nodded in agreement.

Liu De turned around and disappeared into the crowd. Brother Guan Fei and Zhang Ling took out their flashlights and moved slowly with the crowd while scanning the rough stones on the stalls on both sides.

Of course, as a novice, Guan Fei was more observing how Zhang Ling selected the rough stones.

"Why are you looking at me? I don't have rough stones on my face, so look at the stall." Zhang Ling felt a little awkward when Guan Fei looked at him, and complained dissatisfiedly.

"I'm just curious about how you can judge which rough stone is good when you scan it like this." Guan Fei asked.

"You're a fool to judge. If I'm so smart, why would I need to go shopping here? Just go to Wa City. Just scan it first and see which ones you like. Then squat down and look at which ones you like. If you like them, ask for the price.

Just make a counteroffer," Zhang Ling said.

"Oh well."

Guan Fei then started to scan according to what Zhang Ling said. She still stared at Zhang Ling closely from the corner of her eye, preparing to see how he bargained.

After a while, Zhang Xiao squatted down behind him and shouted: "Brother!"

Guan Fei quickly grabbed Zhang Ling who was at the stall in front, "Your sister is calling you from behind."

The two returned to Zhang Xiao. Zhang Xiao picked up a rough stone on the stall and handed it to Zhang Ling, "What do you think of this?"

Zhang Ling took the rough stone handed over by his sister, turned on the light and glanced at the leather case, looked up at the owner of the goods, and asked lightly: "Boss, what's the price of this?"

"The asking price is eight thousand." The stall owner, a middle-aged man, answered casually.

"Do you want to talk about Baishu?" Zhang Ling looked through it quickly with a flashlight and asked.

"How many hundreds is there?"

Seeing that someone was willing to offer a price, the stall owner finally asked seriously.

"Things that get stuck will tend to crack when planted tenderly. The water quality of your material is not bad. I'll take it back and cut it for fun if it's a hundred." Zhang Ling said.

"How is that possible? Boss, take a closer look. This thing has such good water quality. You can sell it to me for one hundred, and I will give you as much as I want."

The stall owner shook his head repeatedly.

"You asked me how many hundred it was, how many hundred did you say?"

Zhang Ling wasn't angry either, he just looked at the stall owner with a playful smile.

"I've been offered this ingredient for five hundred dollars before, but I haven't sold it yet," the stall owner said angrily.

"How can it be five hundred? If it was five hundred, you would have sold it a long time ago. Just two hundred, forget it if you don't sell it." Zhang Ling put down the rough stone and said casually.

The stall owner shook his head and ignored Zhang Ling.

"Walk!"

Zhang Ling stood up and greeted Guan Fei and his sister.

Guan Fei silently remembered it and planned to ask Zhang Ling if there was anything he didn't understand when he got back.

After walking less than fifty meters, Zhang Ling suddenly squatted down.

He picked up a piece of rough stone that had been cut with a fist and studied it carefully for a long time under the lamp. Then he asked: "Which market does this material come from? What is the price?"

"I don't know either. Anyway, it's either Mowanji or Moxisha. The asking price is two thousand." The stall owner replied casually.

Zhang Ling nodded and handed the original stone to Guan Fei: "Second Master, what do you think?"

"The asking price is not high. It is gray-white sand leather and yellow mist. It is most likely made from Mowanji materials, right? The bottom section is well-melted, but the base is a bit gray and a little chipped."

Fortunately, after cutting a lot of kilograms of ingredients and consulting a lot of information, Guan Fei was able to tell a story.

Zhang Ling nodded, raised his head and counter-offered: "Do you want to talk about it?"

The stall owner must be an overseas Chinese girl from Piao country. She shook her head with a smile and said, "No, I can't do it for hundreds. I didn't raise the price randomly. The boss will give it well."

Zhang Ling asked with a smile: "How much essence is there?"

"Jingjing gave a thousand and five bosses."

The Piao girl showed a gentle smile.

"One thousand, maybe. You can't even see a thousand and five. The foundation is gray. Look at these places, they are all broken, and the materials are bits and pieces, so you can't make anything big."

As Zhang Ling spoke, he held the material and marked on the cut surface to find faults.

"No boss, not even one thousand."

No matter what Zhang Ling said, the Piao girl just shook her head and kept repeating.

"Then how much can you say?" Zhang Ling asked impatiently.

"Boss, if you add more, one thousand is really not enough." The girl just repeated this sentence.

"That's one thousand and two. Anyway, I really can't see the one thousand and five." Zhang Ling gritted his teeth and added another two hundred.

The Piao girl hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhang Ling, and then nodded.

"Do you have WeChat? WeChat the price and I will transfer the money to you."

Zhang Ling smiled with satisfaction.

The girl shook her head and smiled shyly, "WeChat cannot transfer money."

Zhang Ling nodded, "Then let's add a friend. If you have any new material, ask me to come and take a look."

Then he turned to Guan Fei and asked: "Have you brought any cash? Lend it to me first, and I will transfer it to you later."

Guan Fei shook her head, "I took out the last money from the card this morning and gave it to Liu De and the materials. Now there is money in the WeChat balance."

"I have it here."

Zhang next to him smiled and pointed out twelve cards from the bag and handed them to Zhang Ling.

After Zhang Ling added Piao Guo's girl's WeChat account, he took the money and handed it to her. At the same time, he called Guan Fei, "Add her WeChat account. If you have any new materials, you can come and take a look. This boss's price is real."

Only then did Guan Fei react and quickly took out her cell phone. Just now, she thought Zhang Ling had fallen in love with this girl.

After adding a friend, the girl looked at Guan Fei's face, pointed at his chin, and said with a smile: "Your beard is very beautiful."

"Damn! I'll buy the ingredients. You can take advantage of the girl. Mr. Guan, you are so unkind." Zhang Ling muttered from the side.

"Thanks."

Guan Fei always felt a little weird when someone praised her stubble again.

But he still smiled politely at the girl.
Chapter completed!