Chapter 65 65 days price

   Shopkeeper Qin took it carefully, and after looking at it, his eyes flashed with wonder.

   "Girl, please move to speak." Then, he made a "please" gesture to Lin Xiaoyue.

   "Okay." Lin Xiaoyue hurriedly followed the shopkeeper Qin to the counter.

  The people around watching the fun also followed, including the flirtatious son who came down from the second floor.

After    arrived at the counter, the flirtatious son even entered the counter.

   "Master." The shopkeeper Qin was a little surprised, and bowed to Young Master Yaoye.

   "Don't worry about me, you continue." The coquettish son said lightly.

   I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the line of sight passed over Lin Xiaoyue.

   "Yes!" Manager Qin replied.

   Continue to look at the mirror on the counter.

  Lin Xiaoyue stepped forward to explain.

   "This mirror can actually stand up." He then pulled out the plastic shelf behind the mirror.

   "Then you can adjust the angle to adapt to different mirror situations." Then he adjusted the position of the mirror's lower frame on the frame, so that the mirror and the table were at different angles.

   Everyone was amazed.

  This mirror is not only very clear, but also the design of the frame is so exquisite.

   "Also, this mirror is very light and easy to carry. It is definitely a rare treasure!" Lin Xiaoyue said and put the mirror away again, picked it up and weighed it lightly.

   This is made of plastic and glass, can it be light?

   Shopkeeper Qin nodded repeatedly.

   "That's right. It's really a treasure. I don't know how much girl you want to sell?" Chong Lin Xiaoyue asked.

  Lin Xiaoyue was taken aback.

   His eyes swept over the people around him.

   Just now Mrs. Zhu offered one hundred and twelve taels. Her own mirror is definitely the only one in this country of Yan and the whole world (except for the bigger mirror she keeps.).

   How much should she shout?

"Hey, the shopkeeper. To be honest, this precious mirror is the little girl's family treasure. If it weren't for the hard life, the little girl wouldn't even think about selling it. My father said before his death that this mirror At least five hundred taels." Lin Xiaoyue looked pitifully at the shopkeeper Qin.

  The people around him inhale instantly.

   Five hundred taels? Even if this mirror is made of gold, it is not worth five hundred taels! Although it is indeed a baby, it is too expensive...

   Even the young lady who just grabbed the mirror with Madam Zhu couldn't help shaking her head.

  The feeling is that she thinks too much, even if the shopkeeper Qin does not show up in time, this little girl is afraid that she will not sell the treasure mirror to Mrs. Zhu. After all, this mirror is worth five hundred taels.

   The bewitching young master on the side was stunned, his eyes glanced at Lin Xiaoyue again, and he wanted to laugh a little in his heart.

   Five hundred taels, she dared to shout.

   The shopkeeper Qin looked embarrassed.

   "Uh, little girl. Five hundred taels is indeed more than our budget."

   "Your precious mirror is indeed a rare item, and you can only sell it at a sky-high price if you meet someone who knows the goods. Although our Qingshi Town is also prosperous, it is only a small town after all. There are too few people who can afford such a high level."

   Lin Xiaoyue's heart sank.

A hint of hesitation flashed on his face, "Then Mr. Qin, please quote a price you can offer, and I'll see if you can sell it. I'll sell it if I can. If I can't, I'll think of a way." He said.

   This is exactly what the shopkeeper Qin said. Even in the hands of princes and nobles, her mirror is still a treasure, and it may not be a problem to sell it for a thousand taels or even a few thousand taels.

   But she can't get in touch with those princes and nobles. The highest price she could get access to was Wan Cui Pavilion.

   (end of this chapter)

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