Hearing Xu Fang's words, Qin Wei's eyes widened.
He didn't think Xu Fang was lying. The old man's excitement on the phone was a clear testament to the tea's rarity. If one could simply buy as much as one wanted, the tea would no longer be so special.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Wei asked, "Then how much can you get?"
Xu Fang gave a wry smile. "This year's remaining stock is one catty at most, maybe only nine taels. If President Qin wants to buy it, I can bring myself to part with it, but the price is really high."
Although this was far from what he had expected, a little was better than nothing. "How much?" Qin Wei asked eagerly.
"Five hundred thousand per catty. That's the original price I paid for it," Xu Fang said sincerely.
"I'll give you one million! Please, sell it to me!" Qin Wei was stunned by the high price, but top-grade tea couldn't be measured in money.