Old Man Zheng stared at Ma Lu for half a minute before he finally took the piece of salted meat and brought it closer to inspect carefully, then put it under his nose for a sniff.
"The quality does seem good, I can offer an additional 50 on top of the original price..."
"50? That's too little, this is a masterpiece from the Cosmic Chef."
"That's true, but you also need to consider the difficulties of transport and selling," Old Man Zheng snorted.
"Besides, not everyone knows the value. Cosmic Chefs are a proud bunch and rarely do such semi-finished products make it to the market. We'd have to spend effort and time explaining it to buyers."
Ma Lu was about to say something else when, all of a sudden, he saw Old Man Zheng's expression change as he turned his head and shouted loudly, "Who's there? Who is that!"
Ma Lu was startled, thinking a Wandering Sorcerer hiding in the shadows had been discovered.