Tan Shaoting nodded. "Don't worry, I will only give you more."
Both of them understood.
Now the two of them turned their backs and left. Gong Qingjun practically jogged all the way home. He was in turmoil, should he make the trade or not? But the thought of not trading was really too irksome.
If it really succeeds, then it's not about two hundred jin of Jinyu anymore, it could definitely be traded for three hundred jin.
No, fortune is found amidst danger, go for it. Besides, those two hundred jin of Jinyu were a windfall, just a free gain.
Thinking about this, Gong Qingjun picked up his pace.
Tan Shaoting, having nothing else to do, went straight to a restaurant to eat leisurely. Quite a number of people were eating out this evening. But there wasn't anything particularly delicious.
After eating his fill, he went straight back to the train station, sat there with his eyes closed for a rest,
and left an hour before his departure, carrying his luggage.
