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“What?!” The old man thought he had heard wrong and asked loudly, “How much did you say?”
Bai Lin raised her eyes slightly, making her look innocent. “500 Yuan.”
“Y-you…” The old man pointed at Bai Lin and said “you” a few tis, stamring.
He had never heard of such haggling!
“Young lady, this is an authentic ice-crack porcelain from the official kiln from the Song Dynasty. I want to sell it for 3,000,000 Yuan, but you’re offering 500 Yuan straightaway. You’re making it difficult for .”
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