"You say you want this stone?" The boss looked at Lin Zifeng in surprise, thinking he had misheard.
This stone, which wasn't even worthy of being called raw material and was used to prop up a table, actually had someone interested in it.
"Yes, I want this one." Lin Zifeng said seriously, pointing at the stone.
"Bro, you aren't messing with me, are you? This stone is used to support a table leg. If you need, I have a lot of different stones here. Maybe you should pick a few more suitable ones?"
The boss was a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, who seemed like an honest person at a glance.
His years of experience in selling stones here told him that the stone Lin Zifeng pointed at definitely didn't have anything valuable inside.
"I just want this one. Boss, name your price. How much for this stone? I'll buy it." Lin Zifeng persisted.
