231 This Child Is Mad

The old man was surprised and surveyed the children in front of him. Based on their bright and neat appearance, they must be the children of some wealthy family in the city.

He asked hesitantly at once, "Sell? What's the price?"

If the child planned to buy it with some gold and silver, he naturally would not sell it.

"50 pounds of husked rice for your pot of flower. Will you sell it?" Qiao Mu asked quietly.

"50 pounds of husked rice?" The old man's reverberating voice immediately attracted people's attention. Not many paid attention to them earlier, but these people's ears were all shocked by the "50 pounds of husked rice" and immediately encircled them.

Qiao Mu did not like to be around a lot of people, but she asked with a light frown, "Will you sell it, Grandpa? 50 pounds of husked rice in exchange."