"But like I just said, if you find someone who really needs this, it's something money can't always buy." Seeing the old woman was about to speak, Uncle Yang quickly cut her off. "As it happens, I have a friend whose health is poor and needs this fresh deer antler for a restorative soup. I can offer a price of eighty yuan per kilogram. I'm just not sure what you're looking to sell it for."
'Of course I'm going to sell to the highest bidder,' the old woman grumbled to herself. But she suspected the old man opposite her wasn't giving her the real price; he was definitely taking a hefty cut. So, she steeled herself and said, "Eighty yuan is still too cheap. You yourself said it's something money can't always buy. If you're a sincere buyer, I'm a sincere seller. Let's set the price at one hundred yuan." This was truly an outrageous demand.
The old woman had a habit of quoting an overly high price to leave room for haggling.
