“Are you kidding me? Who are you looking down on!” Ji Jue sneered and waved his hand grandly. “Give me ten jin!”0

“Oh, sure. Using Auntie’s gold membership card, it’s seven thousand per gram.” Ye Chun pulled out her phone. She turned the screen toward him, smiling gently. “Please scan the QR code for payment.”0

“W-What?!”0

“Hm?” Ye Chun blinked in confusion, then seemed to realize something. She lowered her head and checked the PDF order sheet on her phone again. “Sorry, I got it wrong. It’s 7,636 per gram. But if you buy over one kilogram, there’s a discount, so it comes down to about 7,200 per gram on average.”0

Ji Jue couldn’t stop his hands from trembling. If his math wasn’t wrong, his entire account balance was just enough to buy sixty-nine grams. Damn it, no wonder that delivery guy was smiling so enthusiastically earlier. If it were him, he’d be smiling even brighter.0

What kind of scam merchant was this?!0

Carefully, Ji Jue set the jar of mercury, which weighed at least seven or eight jin, onto the ground. He sealed it properly to prevent evaporation, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked in a trembling voice,...0