My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Chapter 122 This broken piece of wood costs 52

"Madam, could you please bring out that piece of agarwood again so I can take a look?" The shopkeeper's attitude was much more attentive than before.

Yang Fenglan refused, saying, "You can't offer more; we can't close the deal even if we look at it again."

"I am not financially well-off and cannot offer a price, but a distinguished guest just said that if the item meets his standards, the price is negotiable." The shopkeeper rubbed his hands together.

Even if he doesn't make any money, it's worth it to do the Xiao family a favor.

Yang Fenglan and Xu Yingying exchanged a glance, nodded knowingly, and followed the shopkeeper to the backyard.

Xiao Mingchen looked at the thirty-year-old ginseng again and again, his face full of regret.

Xiao Mingzhu pouted, "Big brother, it's just an ordinary ginseng. You can buy it anywhere. Why do you have to come to this small and shabby shop to buy it?"

Xiao Mingchen did not respond. Upon hearing this, the clinic's staff member's expression changed slightly, and he inwardly despised this Miss Xiao.

"Young Master Xiao, this is it. Please take a look." The shopkeeper carried the sandalwood into the backyard.

Xiao Mingchen put down the ginseng, took the agarwood, and examined it carefully.

Xiao Mingzhu angrily shouted at the shopkeeper, "What's wrong with you, old man? We came here to buy nice things for my grandmother, and you're just trying to fool us with some broken wood!"

The renowned Ping An Medical Clinic owes much of its reputation to its manager.

Even when he was being scolded, he didn't get angry, only saying that the little girl didn't understand.

Then he turned to Yang Fenglan and said, "If Young Master Xiao takes a liking to your things, just tell him the price."

Xiao Mingzhu was shocked to hear that it belonged to the Yang family.

This woman in Qingshui Village is so quiet you can't even utter a sound, yet she just now indirectly insulted her.

Even if the wood was worth only a few coins, she couldn't let her older brother give it to her for free.

"Brother, this Yang is just a peasant woman from Qingshui Village. She's been poor her whole life. What good things could she possibly have?"

Xiao Mingzhu snatched the sandalwood from Xiao Mingchen's hand. "Big brother, are you even listening to me? You don't really want to buy this piece of broken wood for Grandmother, do you? You can send people to the mountains to find a whole cartload of this kind of wood!"

Xiao Mingzhu was extremely disappointed in him.

Even if you have money, you can't spend it like that!

When Xu Yingying heard this fool calling her "baby" a piece of wood, she was annoyed and snatched the item away, stuffing it into her best friend's hand.

"Fenglan, we're not selling it."

Xiao Mingzhu: "Ha, it should have been done long ago, a piece of broken wood..."

"I think you're the one who's like a piece of broken wood!" Xu Yingying didn't care whether her older brother was there or not, and started cursing.

Xiao Mingzhu was humiliated in front of everyone, and her face turned very ugly.

"Yingying, even if a deal falls through, we can still be friendly," Yang Fenglan shook her head at Xu Yingying.

A thirty-year-old should act with maturity and composure.

Why bother arguing with a child who has never seen the world?

Yang Fenglan looked at Xiao Mingchen with a smile, "Young Master Xiao, can you see clearly? This piece of broken wood of mine is priced at fifty taels."

"What?" Xiao Mingzhu was even more surprised when she heard that she was asking for fifty taels of silver than when she first learned that she was a child of the Xiao family.

That's fifty taels!

She worked hard her whole life...

No, she's not Xu Daya anymore; she doesn't need to do labor.

Xiao Mingzhu forced a few smiles. "You actually dare to ask? Is this a robbery?"

“Miss Xiao, how can you say that? Didn’t I also give you a piece of broken wood? How can that be called robbery?” Yang Fenglan said calmly, but her words were not very polite.

If this young master Xiao doesn't know the value of a good product, she can find another buyer; there's no need to beg him to buy it.

Xiao Mingchen gently closed his eyes, rubbed his fingers together, and placed them under his nose. A faint fragrance still lingered on his hands.

"Brother! Don't be fooled by them! Get out, get out, we won't buy your worthless wood." Xiao Mingzhu told them to leave.

"In that case, Yingying, let's go."