Tang Wanwan thought that if the painting and calligraphy shop owner recognized this inkstone, he probably wouldn't sell it so casually. Sure enough, the shop owner shook his head and said, "I can't say for sure, I just know this is an old item. It goes to those who are destined for it, you can set the price."
This was getting interesting.
"So if I offer you five taels of silver, you'll still sell it?" Tang Wanwan tilted her head, looking at the shop owner with a hopeful expression. She hadn't brought much silver today, and if the carpenter shop didn't open soon, she'd spend all her money. Most of the silver was used to stock up on merchandise.
"Sure, if you think it's worth five taels, take it."
"Then I'll take it." Tang Wanwan quickly handed the five taels of silver to the owner. Though she wanted to offer more, she didn't have any extra money. Otherwise, she wouldn't have any left for buying seeds and spices.
