"Brother Mo, how much is one coconut?" Bo Jiu didn't forget about the matter at hand.
Qin Mo paused, his voice calm. "A hundred."
"Ah?" A hundred? So expensive? Was this a scam? Their gaze visibly changed.
Bo Jiu was shocked by the amount as well. "Hundred is too expensive."
"Too expensive?" Qin Mo frowned, not understanding how that was expensive.
At that moment, Bo Jiu was reminded of the mineral water that the Almighty drank. Each bottle was costing more than a hundred. If the Almighty were to set the price, the ordinary crowd would not be able to afford it. The youngster turned and smiled at the two girls. "We just got into this business and aren't familiar with the market price, so you can just pay us the amount at which you usually buy them."
