"Exactly, do they really think pure silver pieces are just pebbles lying on the street?"
After hearing the crowd's discussion, the man in the golden crown looked toward the second floor with a smug expression. Hmph! A mere few thousand taels, and they dared to compete with him in wealth! Little did he know that the friend sitting beside him was already breaking out in a cold sweat.
After a moment of silence on the second floor, the same cold male voice was heard again: "Six thousand taels!"
Chapter 21