However, from personal experience, someone spent 200,000 yuan to buy a fish?

It’s still the kind of fish stewed in an iron pot.

It is indeed more exciting and definitely worth the excitement.

Cai Gen closed his eyes happily and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Old guy, you have a conscience.

The reason why I feel this way is because the person who quoted the price is Tong Aijia.

Cai Gen knew something about Tong Ai's family's financial resources.

Everywhere at home, there are cabinets full of small yellow croakers.

This 200,000 yuan is just for a small yellow croaker and may not be used.

A small yellow croaker is exchanged for a head fish, and the fish is exchanged for fish.

Besides, I helped their ancestors accomplish such a big thing after struggling all night.

The old man didn't have any actual expression other than talking nonsense.

Even if Cai Gen is not careful, he is not so generous.

Anyway, the old man is not short of money, and his move is indeed appropriate.

When Mr. Long heard the master's price, his face suddenly turned ugly.

It's over, you can't ask the master for money, right?

I really want to slap myself, why didn't I rush, why didn't I end it before the master spoke.

While feeling annoyed, Master Long thought again.

Actually, it’s not like you can’t ask for money.

Relatives are relatives, wealth is wealth, and brothers can settle accounts, let alone a master?

Although I don’t know if this old man has money.

But according to what was written in previous novels, generally such a secretive family sect is not short of money, right?

He kept looking for various reasons to convince himself that Young Master Long's brain was about to overclock.
Chapter completed!