The lustre of these eggs was so deep that it seemed to swallow the morning glow of the sun.
"This…" Tong Zhaodi felt like words were failing her utterly miserably. She blinked her eyes as she looked at the pearls in front of her. She wanted to say that it was not possible for such a thing to happen, and yet it had happened. Her voice failed her as she finally got the words out of her lips. "This is just not fish money. This…this is a mansion worth money in the city. I…I have heard about these, but never before did I see them."
Han Ruochen picked up the pearls that were sitting inside the oysters and turned to look at Tong Zhaodi before asking in a low voice, "How much do you think these will sell for?"
