HRPM – Chapter 468 The Bargain Queen

Jin Luoluo wandered around the shop until her eyes fell upon a gold bracelet in the display case, inlaid with turquoise and emeralds.

Its age had left it looking old and worn.

Huh? This bracelet is actually a top-quality piece. But why does it look so familiar? It feels like I’ve seen it somewhere before!

Apparently, the shopkeeper didn’t recognize its true value and had casually placed it among the ordinary jewelry.

“I’ll take this one.”

Jin Luoluo pointed at the gold bracelet.

Seeing a customer at last, the shopkeeper naturally launched into an enthusiastic sales pitch.

Then he looked at Jin Luoluo and said,

“Miss, this bracelet is an antique. The price is three hundred taels of silver.”

“Three hundred taels? You actually have the nerve to ask that? For this old thing? I’ll give you thirty taels. Take it or leave it. I’m not that fond of it anyway.”

Jin Luoluo bargained ruthlessly, slashing the price down to a mere tenth of the asking amount.

The shopkeeper nearly cried.

The young lady looked refined and elegant, but her bargaining was absolutely merciless.

“Miss, you can’t do this! This bracelet is made of pure gold. It cost me a fortune to acquire. Your offer is far too low. How about two hundred taels?”

“Fifty taels, final offer. Look at all the dirt caked onto it. It’s obvious this thing was dug out of some dead person’s tomb. No wonder nobody wants to buy it—it’s cursed. Fortunately, I was born with a strong enough fate to suppress evil spirits, so I’m doing you a favor by taking it off your hands. You should be thanking me instead of asking such an outrageous price. Forget it. Bringing something so unlucky home isn’t worth it. I won’t buy it.”

Jin Luoluo kept throwing around words like “cursed” and “evil spirits,” making the shopkeeper’s face turn green.

The truth was…

The bracelet really had been excavated from an ancient tomb.

Several previous buyers had supposedly suffered strange misfortunes afterward and returned it, so eventually it had ended up back in his shop.

He had wanted to get rid of the bizarre thing for ages.

Sigh…

Even though the gold alone was worth far more than fifty taels, as long as the bracelet stopped bringing bad luck to his shop, he’d gladly let it go.

“Fine, fine! It’s yours. You’ve gotten yourself a bargain. Fifty taels. Hurry up and pay.”

The miserly shopkeeper looked utterly heartbroken.

At that very moment, three hands reached out simultaneously.

Each held a one-thousand-tael banknote.

The shopkeeper’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

He’d encountered some truly wealthy people!

They were casually offering thousand-tael notes, yet why was this young lady even stingier than he was?

“Um… which one of you is paying?”

the shopkeeper asked in a trembling voice as he looked toward the owners of the three outstretched hands.