Old Wang Ba was not ashamed in the slightest, chuckling slyly, "Just small change, small change, heh heh..."
"Master, could you sell me that turning luck jade bracelet for a bit cheaper?" Acne seemed more interested in the turning luck jade bracelet in Old Wang Ba's hands, carefully asking: "I only have one thousand eight hundred yuan left, I'll keep two hundred for food, one thousand six, how does that sound?"
Ye Qing glanced at the young man, who was obviously excited and enthusiastic when he looked at the turning luck jade bracelet in Old Wang Ba's hands, completely hoodwinked by Old Wang Ba.
"Ah, originally, I would never sell this item no matter how much money was offered!" Old Wang Ba had a look of heartfelt pain, as if making a monumental decision, and gritted his teeth, "But since we're fated, I'll take a bit of a loss. One thousand six, it's yours, but cash only!"