"How much is this?"
Qin Xi picked up a snuff bottle and asked the female salesperson beside her.
Although the salesperson was smiling, the disdain in her eyes was obvious. She had just heard their conversation and found it funny that someone actually came to South Mountain Hall to buy something no more than a thousand yuan.
"30,000!" The saleswoman casually quoted a price.
Qin Xi pretended not to see her disdainful look and asked, "Oh, then can you tell me to which dynasty is this from? Who made it? Whose thing is it?"
She asked a series of questions, which annoyed the saleswoman. However, she couldn't openly chase a customer out.
The saleswoman said flatly, "This is an item from the Qianlong era…"
Qin Xi pointed at the words carved on the item with a faint smile. "This is clearly an item from the Tang Dynasty, but you said Qianlong… Are you trying to fool me?"