The stall owner nervously reached out his hand, still somewhat apprehensive. But from the beginning, he never hesitated and went straight for the 300,000 taels of silver bills. What kind of opportunity, what use for it!
When his hand touched the silver bills, he could no longer suppress his greed, quickly grabbing them.
Owen Bertram put away the ancient book, saying, "The money and goods have been exchanged, and we owe each other nothing." Then he didn't look at the stall owner again, waving his hand to Verna and saying, "Let's go back."
Verna happily held the spoon up to her nose and took a deep sniff, her face intoxicated. She even told Lily, "This spoon still retains the fragrance of ancient food. With this spoon, I can make half a pot more for every meal."
"Really?" Lily was also overjoyed, both little girls were excitedly shouting and jumping, hand in hand. They were about to get in the carriage when a hurried voice came from a distance, "Stop!"
