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Before long, the last bundle of flowers had been sold.
The woven bamboo basket that had once been overflowing with blossoms now lay completely empty.
Wei Jun stood frozen for a long moment, staring at the vacant basket in disbelief. Even after witnessing the entire process with his own eyes, he still found it difficult to believe.
Those flowers that most people would have ignored growing along the mountainside had actually been bought.
Not only had every bundle been sold, but each had fetched a price that far exceeded Wei Jun expectations.
He let out a slow breath before turning toward Han Yan.
"I still can't believe someone was actually willing to spend that much on those strange flowers."
Han Yan smiled faintly as he counted the copper coins one final time. Satisfied, he tied the money pouch securely and tucked it into his sleeve.
