"Uncle, could you tell me exactly where you got this stone?" Su Qingyue pulled out a piece of broken silver from her sleeve pocket, "Here's the thing, I think this stone looks very sturdy. My grandmother's birthday is coming up soon, and I'd like to get a large block of this stone, polish it, and make a stone statue for my grandmother."
The strong man suspected nothing and pointed to a path ahead, "Go straight for two miles, turn left, and after another mile you'll see a three-way fork—turn right into the mountain..." He specified the location then waved his hand, "I won't take your money. It's quite filial of you, young master, to think of giving your grandmother a birthday gift."
Su Qingyue picked out the reddish-brown stones from the carrying pole, "I can't just take your stones for free, please accept the silver."
