Blood jade, after all, has been worn by several deceased people, so many people find it very cursed. Unless one has a toughened fate, they wouldn't dare to wear it.
Now Ye Qiu picks it up to look and knows this piece of blood jade is genuine.
"How much?" Ye Qiu asked.
"Since the young man likes it, fifty thousand." The stall owner said.
Actually, he didn't know if it was genuine. If he did, even for fifty thousand, he wouldn't sell it.
However, he bought it at a low price from others, and selling it for fifty thousand would already be a big profit.
"Five thousand."
Ye Qiu doesn't lack money, but he wouldn't just buy this piece of blood jade for fifty thousand directly.
"Young man, this is blood jade, fifty thousand isn't expensive."
"This thing is too cursed; only those with toughened fate dare to wear it."
The other party haggled with Ye Qiu, eventually selling it for eight thousand.
