"Then what price are you proposing for the live fish?"
"Ten jin of fish for one jin of coarse salt."
Zhang Bo blurted out, "You're kidding me."
Qin Ziwen looked surprised. "My price is a bargain, Boss Zhang. There might be two families in the Gated Community with Salt Wells, but my salt is the best quality. For the best quality, I'm only asking for ten jin of fish per jin of salt. I think that's more than fair."
Zhang Bo couldn't help but feel he'd heard these words before.
But Qin Ziwen's price was completely out of the question!
"That price is impossible! If you're serious about this, name a serious price. If not, we can just call this whole thing off," Zhang Bo said, his face darkening.
"You don't think that's a serious offer?" Qin Ziwen retorted.
"Of course not!"
CLAP! Qin Ziwen clapped his hands. "But Boss Zhang, that's the exact price you quoted me. How is it that when I offer you the same deal, you call it insincere?"
